Sheila's POVI was in the kitchen, polishing silver trays I didn’t care about, pretending not to notice that Adrian hadn’t spoken a word to me since dinner.Then came the sound that shattered the quiet, Vanessa’s scream.It tore through the hallway like a knife. The tray slipped from my hands, crashing to the floor. For a moment, I froze, my heart slamming against my ribs. Then I ran.The noise came from the east wing, her suite. By the time I reached the door, Adrian was already there, half-dressed, panic blazing in his eyes as he shoved it open.“Vanessa!” he shouted.She was on the floor beside the bed, clutching her stomach, her silk nightgown soaked in sweat and tears. Her face was ghostly pale, her breathing ragged.“It hurts Adrian, it’s too soon!” she cried, gasping.Adrian dropped to his knees beside her. “Call the doctor!” he barked without looking up.“I’ll call!” I said, already reaching for the phone on the dresser.My hands shook as I dialed the emergency line. The opera
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