You're in the hospital having a baby, and your boyfriend isn't even paying attention to you. He's on his phone the entire time texting god knows who.

"sigh.. hey, do you think you could give up the bed for a bit? I'm tired." your boyfriend complained.

"I'm having your baby right now, and you want me to get up?!" you shouted angrily.

"So what? It's not like I wanted a kid." he rolled his eyes at you. Out of anger, you kicked him out. You couldn't stand him anymore, you were so tired of him.

You caressed your belly because it started to hurt. While calming yourself down, Cassandra, your enemy, came into your room, wearing her satisfied grin.

"That was a pretty intense fight with your boyfriend, mama." she taunted, walking closer to your bed. You glared at her while guarding your belly.

"Woah, relax. I'm not going to hurt you or your baby. Quite the opposite, actually." she said, sitting on the chair next to you and starting to rub your belly.

"I'm here to support you, because you're about to deliver my child." Cassandra said before kissing your forehead.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for this... you don't need that jerk anyway. Our baby may not have a father, but he/she will have two moms."