In the heart of the CEO

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my mug and for a second, a small flashback went through my mind. About everything I had experienced in the last few months, and I didn't even understand where I was going. I just went. At that moment, I finally understood why. The mug in my hands was proof that the path had only surprised me, but it hadn't been a mistake. I ran my hand over my belly and felt my heart race. Just a few days, and everything had changed, and I had begun to understand that there was a life there. More than two months, almost three, and for the first time, I was looking for the calm I needed in him or her. I suddenly felt anxious, even though I had never planned on being a mother. It happened... A single night was enough to unite me with Guilherme forever. The night we made love for the first time. I couldn't have imagined that I was pregnant, especially since I didn't have any obvious symptoms, other than a late period, which was something that happened to me quite often. However, there I was. I was starting to want something like looking at him once and for all, beyond the strange images from the first ultrasound. I wanted to look at him or her, and know if their eyes would be the deep green of their father's that took on new shades depending on his mood, or the light blue of mine. If his hair would come out light blonde like his mother's, or even Guilherme's darker tones. I took a deep breath, catching myself thinking about him once again. It was like an addiction. However, it was a reality. The mug with a character from my favorite video game, which I had received as a gift when I returned from Spain, said more about him than about me. Or rather, it said a lot about us. I raised the mug to my mouth and took a long sip of the hot chocolate. Noises coming from the room caught my attention and I tried to figure out how to start that conversation. Things could turn out unexpectedly. Even more so, because my decision was so well thought out, unlike being pregnant by a man I barely knew. At that moment, I did. The months had shown me that, as well as his way of being, nothing like the one I once had. I had already known pain with someone, which I simply could no