CHAPTER 8

Zeke looked on the other side of the bed as he found it empty. His eyes showing confusion as he soon widen his eyes remembering he had locked Danica in the balcony.

Getting up quickly, he looked down the bag Danica’s dropped when he was scolding her.

He picked it up and he looked inside, he find a packet of sanitary pads.

“F*ck was she on her periods?” He panicked and he quickly put the bag on the drawer and walked toward the balcony.

There she laid pale and white. Zeke saw her shivering on the floor. Lips trembling and looking as if all the colors faded. Zeke looked at her figure worriedly, he quickly picked her up in his arms and placed her on the bed, taking a seat beside her and started rubbing her hands, “Danica?” He called her while Danica kept on trembling.

Quickly getting up from the bed Zeke closed the curtains before turning on the heater to warm the room. He walked to the bed and started rubbing her hands again,

“W-wife. Please, open your eyes.” His voice came out s