CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY SEVEN

“What did you put in that?” I grab Livie’s wrist, uncaring of her howl of pain, my eyes narrowed in fury.

“Nothing!” She shrieks, trying to pull away from me but I don’t let her, dragging her down the steps and throwing her plump figure into the courtyard.

She lets out a scream and scrambles back, “You crazy bitch! How dar-“

I can feel the doors opening and feet rushing out towards the courtyard. But I ignore them.

“What,” I begin dangerously, “did you put in my child’s milk?”

I see a panicked look on her face, “N-Nothing! W-Why would I put anything-“

“I saw you!” I roar.

“What is going on?” Lucas storms over, his hand around Carmine’s, and for once, I don’t even feel a stab of pain at the sight. Nothing comes before my child.

“Get out of here, Lucas,” I say, coldly. “This has nothing to do with you.”

He grabs my wrist, hissing, “Considering you’re standing here making a scene, I think it is.”

“Oh, just let her, Lucas,” Carmine winds her arm around his ne