Stripped of her title.

Evelyn's POV

When I woke up, it was in a ward room. I was surrounded by the relieved faces of doctors and nurses.

For a minute, I wondered why I was back in the hospital. Then, it dawned on me.

I hastily tried to sit up, clutching my belly.

"My baby," I croaked. "Please tell me nothing happened..."

The doctor's relieved expression slowly shifted into a grim look.

"I apologize, Luna Evelyn." He spoke, and my stomach dropped. "By the time you were rushed here, you had lost the baby."

My body trembled. I closed my eyes, leaning back into the bed, trying not to break down.

"Did my husband bring me here?"

There was silence. I didn't have to open my eyes to know that they were staring awkwardly at each other. Their silence meant one thing.

Cyrus hadn't known I had bled all over his elevator.

At least not yet.

"I would like to be alone," I murmured, turning my back to the doctor and nurses. I didn't make a sound but hot tears slipped down my face as I cried.

I had lost my child.

And my husband couldn't even be bothered to check on me.

I was a fool. I had loved a man who would never come to love me.

And for that, I was being punished.

I remained in the hospital overnight. A part of me wanted to see if Cyrus would search for me. If there was just a tiny part of him that cared for me. I didn't care how tiny.

But when I arrived at our home the next day, I realized there was nothing. There was no place in Cyrus' heart for me.

Right in our living room, that morning, was Cyrus and Raven. He was on his knees, helping her buckle her heels. The soft gaze in his eyes was one I had yearned for.

But I saw it now.

I saw my mistake.

I had hoped. And now I was paying severely for it.

I ignored the two love birds, ready to walk past them when they noticed my arrival.

"Where have you been?" Cyrus demanded, rising on his feet.

I bit my lip and made to walk past him.

"He asked you a question," Raven scoffed, and my blood boiled in anger.

"Can you not speak?" My husband bellowed, his green eyes glaring at me as if I were the runt beneath his shoe. "Where were you? You didn't come home last night."

"And?" I asked, my voice weak and brittle.

His brows furrowed. "What do you mean by 'And'?"

"Is this how she treats you? This nobody?" Raven taunted, rising up to stand beside Cyrus.

Now that I saw them side by side, they suited each other. One a cruel man, and the other a crazy bitch. They fit each other just fine.

"Evelyn." He growled, stepping forward until he was mere meters away from me. His eyes flashed gold, in anger or something, I didn't care. "Where were you?"

I chuckled dryly, staring him directly in the eyes. "If you must know. I was bleeding out your baby. I got attacked, and lost your heir while you were busy with your whore."

His face whitened in shock and a thrill of satisfaction moved through me. Perhaps that would bring him to his senses.

"She was pregnant?!" Raven screeched, her dark eyes narrowed in anger. "I'll bet it isn't even yours. I thought you never touched her..."

I turned around, not wanting to hear anymore of her annoying voice and made my way to the kitchen. I leaned against the island. He would choose me this time. He would feel bad and would want to know what happened.

The sound of footsteps approaching drew near, and I frowned. It wasn't Cyrus who came to me in the kitchen.

It was Raven. And she had a smug look on her face.

"Oh let me guess, you thought I was Cyrus?"

"What do you want?"

She flipped her mass of dark hair, pursing her lips before replying. "Leave Cyrus. We all know he only married you like some sort of trophy. You're nothing but torment to him."

My eyes burned but I bit back the tears anyway. "I'd rather hear that from Cyrus himself."

"Don't be delusional!"

"If he wanted to make you Luna, he would have done so before we got married. He could have done so months ago," I defended. "You can play around with him all you want, but I'm the one he comes home to, eventually."

My words obviously hurt her. She glanced over her shoulders before hissing. "You bitch! I'll make you regret this. We'll see how long you'll last as Luna."

"And we'll see how long he'll keep you around as his whore," I spat.

Raven growled and aimed her leg at me, ready to kick me. I jumped aside at the last minute, dodging the kick.

She screamed as she crashed into the island behind me and hit her leg against it. I watched her crumple to the ground, howling in pain.

Good, she deserved it. She had ruined my marriage. She had ruined my life. She deserved it!

"What did you do?!" Cyrus bellowed, rushing into the kitchen.

"She attacked me," Raven sobbed, and my jaw dropped.

"I did not!"

"She did. She called me a whore and attacked me. I was only trying to talk!"

Cyrus swooped her up into his arms, placing her on the island to examine her for bruises.

"She was the one who attacked me," I explained.

His green eyes fixed on me then like ice green daggers. "How dare you hurt her?"

"Cyrus, I did not-"

"Guards!" He yelled and in minute, a few soldiers guarding the house marched in. Cyrus pointed at me, grinding his jaw as he bit out. "Take her to the dungeon."

The soldiers glanced among themselves warily while I watched with horror.

"You'll throw... You'll throw me in prison? For her?"

"She is hereby stripped of her title as Luna!” He fumed. Raven smirked at me. "Throw her in the dungeon at once!"