O N E

Annabel's POV

"Let me go!" I screamed as I thrashed around on the hospital bed, my hands and feet were bound. I looked around as sweat poured down my face. There were doctors and nurses cladded in white and it seemed that they were preparing for a surgery.

"Who the hell are you?!" I screamed my lungs out in fright, "Why am I here?! Fucking let me go!"

But none of them paid attention to me. They were focused on setting the surgical instruments. My breath became ragged and heavy. The last thing I remembered was being alone with Michelle in the room. I have no idea how I appeared on this hospital bed.

My gaze fell outside while I screamed for help and my eyes widened when I recognized the faces of my father-in-law and mother-in-law. Hope flushed inside my heart.

"Mom! Dad! Please get me out of here!" I screamed.

However, Mr Davis and his wife Vivian scoffed and walked into the hospital room so casually. They smiled down at me but it wasn't the usual kind of smile. It was one full of contempt, it sent shivers down my spine.

"Didn't you stick your nose in my business, Annabel?" Mr Davis said to me with eyes as dark as the devil's, "Didn't I warn you not to cross paths with me, huh?"

I bit my lower lip to stop the tears from falling. Only few weeks ago I'd stumbled upon hushed tones. They were that of Mr Davis and his cohorts planning the murder of an associate. I was not so lucky and got caught. He threatened me not to say a word but it haunted me all night.

I spoke to Scott, my husband, about it but he thought it was a joke. He could never believe that his father is a murderer.

"You..you had to tell my son even after I warned you, Annabel!" Mr Davis muttered through clenched teeth.

Tears fell from my eyes as I whispered, "I can't let you kill an innocent man."

Both of them laughed at me like I'd gone mad. Vivian, my mother-in-law placed a hand on my belly.

"No," I cried even harder, that was my child. Mine and Scott's. "Please..don't.. I promise I won't say a word about it anymore! Please.. I'd do anything. Please don't hurt my child!"

"No," Mr Davis said to me, "I'll have to teach you a lesson so next time, you won't think I'm bluffing!"

"No..no please!" I cried and screamed, thrashing on the hospital bed, "It's... it's your grandchild! How..how could you be so cruel?!"

Vivian tucked her dark hair behind her ears. I should have known...I thought inwardly. She is Mr Davis' second wife and the mother to his second son. She is Scott's stepmother and so she has no blood relation to the child in my womb. She came across as a loving and wonderful mother when in fact she is a treacherous snake!

"Relax, it won't take long." she whispered as she caressed my face and I watched them walk out of the room, leaving me to my fate.

My crying and shouting did nothing to make the doctors have pity on me. They wheeled their surgical instruments towards my bed and dimmed the light in the room.

"No..no!" I sobbed, "Please don't harm my child! Please let me go, I am begging you!"

But they picked up a syringe and pierced it through my arm. I gave a yelp as it worked it way down my veins.

"Please.." I begged as I lost consciousness gradually, "Please...don't."

* * *

When I opened my eyes, I was in an entirely different room. Sharp pains coursed through my entire body and I felt stiff until warm hands held mine.

I opened my eyes and met the eyes of the only man my heart beats for. He held my hand and kissed my knuckles. His enchanting greenish gold eyes held a sought of pain that I could not understand.

When I looked further across the room I saw the entire Davis' family around my bed weeping. I sat up abruptly with the help of Scott.

I looked back at him and it was then I saw the dried tears on his cheeks.

"What's.. what's happening?" I questioned as I looked from faces to faces for an answer. I did not quickly remember what happened hours ago.

"Annabel-" Nathan, the second son of Mr Davis, etched closer to my bed. It gave me an uneasy feeling, my heart began to beat rapidly.

"Can someone answer me?" my voice broke, "What is happening?!"

Still, everyone maintained silence. My gaze fell on Michelle's hands around my husband's arm. She pretended to be weeping, but I could see through her lies.

Michelle was betrothed to Scott before I met him. However, when we fell in love Scott chose to be with me.

"I'm so sorry, Annabel," Michelle said as she blew her nose into the tissue, "The doctors tried their best!"

What is she talking about? I looked around even more confused. However when I connected to the smirk on the corner of Mr Davis' lips every memory of hours ago rushed into my head.

Michelle had made me unconscious.. I'd woken up tied to a bed..I gasped suddenly as my hand went to my belly.

I held it while looking down, feeling for my eight months old baby but I felt...EMPTY.

"My child..my baby.." I began to wince as I held my belly tighter trying to feel a movement, hoping against hope that the memories was just all a dream.

"Annabel," Scott held my hand and I lifted my gaze to meet his teary filled eyes.

He said, "We lost her. We lost our child."