#Chapter 58: Whispers in the Garden

Olivia “I hope it’s a girl.” Nathan's puzzled expression lingered for a painstaking few moments, right after I unexpectedly revealed my hopes for the future. I felt my chest surge with fear, as though somehow revealing the fact that I wanted a baby girl would somehow push him further away. “Huh?” he finally uttered, clearly caught off guard by my candid response. I took a deep breath, meeting his gaze with unwavering sincerity. “Yesterday, you asked what I was hoping for,” I clarified. “And I'm hoping for a girl, although I'd take either. I just want a healthy and happy child.” There was a long silence between us. I felt my heart pounding inside of my chest, aching, asking me why I suddenly felt the need to be so candid with Nathan. Truthfully, however, I didn’t have an answer to that question. Looking at Nathan standing there in front of me, with his jacket slung over his shoulder and his sleeves rolled up and his forehead coated with a thin layer of sweat, just sudd