The child in her womb

We left the building escorted by the two well-built men who I guessed were Victor's entourage or guards and as a prisoner, I was taken to Victor's car which was parked in the private area of the parking lot. Classy and screamed reserved.

The door was opened for me in the backseat and I got in without saying a word.

I glanced outside the sunny day before the car windows were rolled back and the driver settled in. The car started moving and I sighed heavily and leaned back to the seat as my eyes closed.

Did I make a mistake for him to get so angry, I've never seen him show that much anger since I met him

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It was like trouble followed me around without my permission, I failed to understand why a day never passed without me getting into so much trouble, and now sitting in Victor's study room, I was agitated as I fiddled with my fingers.

Digging my sharp nails in my palms just to get rid of the tension I was feeling. That fuzzy scary feeling engulfed me and my heart didn't stop racing