Okay this is my first fanfic, so its kinda short, but i promise they will get longer!

Cesca is lost without her love with Jonah, now eight months pregnant, she is stripped of her passion. She has been through a lot in the past few months, being arrested, sentenced to jail for two months, separation from Jonah… all this rushes through her mind as she sits, staring at the same four walls of her prison cell. She cries every day for the relationship that could have blossomed into a love so perfect, a love that anyone would envy. How will her future end up?

Despite my crime that is so wrong, why does it feel so right? It fills me with such anger, and anxiety. I'm lost without Jonah; I would do anything to see him one more time. Francesca sighs and closes her diary as the night comes in.

The only thing keeping Cesca going at this point was the fact that something from Jonah was going to live on through her. To Francesca, this was a lovely thought to have. Jonah had been writing letters to Cesca for the last eight months, since they were banned from seeing each other, he always said 'we are not banned from talking to each other'. The letters were full of baby names and happiness, they had decided on a name together, Hope, because there was always hope that they would be together again, one big, happily, married family. Jonah had always said that he would wait for his wife and baby. This brought a tear to her eye, although they were miles apart, she would now be Francesca, a loving wife and mum to be, to put it straight, she wouldn't have it any other way.

But how will her life end up?...