Through the Eyes of My Unborn Child

Some women leave behind more than memory.

Aria Valencia Avalos has spent her whole life trying to understand her mother, her silences, her strength, the quiet way she carried things she never named. When she is suddenly gone, Aria is left with what remains: journals, letters, a language of love she is only beginning to learn how to read.

What unfolds is not just grief. It is a reckoning. With the women who shaped her, the relationships that broke her, and the version of herself she has been slowly becoming without realizing it.

Through the Eyes of My Unborn Child is a novel about inheritance, not of money or property, but of wounds and wisdom, of the things mothers pass to daughters without ever saying them out loud.

Some stories take a lifetime to understand. This one begins the moment you think it has ended.