8.

8

Evelyn

Since Gabriel dropped the bomb about my pregnancy and threatened me, he hasn't returned. I've been left alone with my thoughts, still feeling the pain in my arm from the bullet. As for the life growing inside me, I'm torn between various scenarios. Should I have an abortion? Should I keep the baby? One thing is certain: I want nothing tying me to Lucian. He's a man who wants me dead and lacks empathy for others.

The door swung open, snapping me out of my thoughts. It was Gabriel, holding a tray with a plate and a cup on top. I rolled my eyes, thinking he finally decided to switch with Hunter. Hunter had been the one bringing me food and medication. I didn't protest since I knew I needed to eat for my own well-being.

I didn't say anything, just gave him a look before diverting my attention elsewhere. "Eat and take the medication," he said.

"You don't have to tell me," I retorted, turning towards him. Our eyes met. "You're being stubborn, aren't you?"

"No, I'm not. It's you who