Something was brushing against my cheeks in a tender way. My lips curled up in a soft smile as I curved on my back, moving closer to the touch. Instead, fingers ran through my hair. My smile deepened as it brought me out of my sleepiness. Sylvia's face flashed at the back of my head, and her words sending me back to my mother echoed in my head. Fear lashed through me. "No! No! Don't send me to her." I let out a high-pitched, panicked shout. I woke up with a startle. Marcus knew about my pregnancy. Willow is safe. Sylvia and her son are in danger. My head is filled with a lot of things. My big eyes snapped at him. The fingers that were running through my hair, cupped the side of my face. I stared into his amber eyes. His gaze calmed over me. "You're not going anywhere." He said, running his thumb on my cheek. "Her child! She would kill him." I tasted my salty tears. "They're safe." He drew his face closer as he rubbed his nose

"Thank you, doctor." I smiled up at him as I folded my arms. "Welcome, Miss Clara." He bowed and left the room immediately. Sylvia and Willow are staying with me, helping me with the wedding preparations. Though, they don't need to get themselves tired. Edwardo and my husband have hired a team. But I'm glad to see they wanted to make sure that everything was perfect. Edwardo was leaning against the door frame. He nodded at him as the doctor bowed while walking out the door. "Dinner time, Sister." He said. I got on my feet. There is something strange about his posture. "What is it?" I asked him, pacing forward. "Your wedding dress is here." He said. My brows furrowed. Vincenzo told me to pick whatever I wanted, including decorations. "But Willow said it would be here in the morning," I asked him. "That, too." He shrugged as he held out his arm from me. "I didn't get it." I muttered to him as I curled my arm around