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"Your mistake," he spits, taking a step closer.
"Everything you do from now on will have consequences for both you and our child."
My heart races as he towers over me, his fists clenched at his sides.
I know there's no use trying to reason with him, but the desperate need to protect my unborn child forces me to try.
"Please don't hurt us," I whisper, feeling utterly powerless as tears stream down my cheeks.
"Us?" he snarls, his lip curling in disgust. "You think you can manipulate me by playing the victim? You'll soon learn who's in control here."
Before I can react, his fist connects with my face, sending a searing pain through my cheekbone.
I gasp, stumbling back from the force of the blow, but he doesn't give me a chance to recover.
He swings again, striking me hard in the stomach, and I double over, clutching my belly in agony.
"I don't care for any child that's not mine, Rosalie," he says coldly, his breath hot against my ear. "You will never be free of me. And if you ever try to deceive me again, I promise, it won't just be you who suffers."
As Hunter stalks away, leaving me crumpled on the floor, I struggle to catch my breath.
My hand instinctively protects my stomach, as if trying to shield my unborn child from the monster who is now a part of our lives.
"Please be okay," I whisper to the tiny life growing inside me, praying that we can survive this nightmare somehow.
My thoughts race, searching for some kind of solution, a way out of Hunter's grasp.
But right now, all I can do is endure the pain and fear and hope that one day, we'll find a way to escape this hell.
I sit on the cold, hard bench in the dimly lit room, my body trembling as I try to find a comfortable position.
The relentless sound of Hunter's heavy breathing sends shivers down my spine, and I can't help but feel trapped – like a cornered animal with nowhere to run.
"Please," I whisper into the darkness, my voice barely audible. "Just let me go."
"Quiet," he growls in response, his tone sending a wave of fear coursing through my veins.
I know better than to push him further, so I bite my lip and stifle the sobs threatening to escape.
The room is thick with tension, every creak and groan from the wooden floorboards beneath us amplifying my anxiety.
I close my eyes, trying to block out the memories of Hunter's fists crashing against my skin earlier in the evening.
The pain still lingers, a constant reminder of his control over me.
My mind races back to the doctor's office, where the sterile antiseptic smell hung heavily in the air.
There, my worst fears were confirmed – I'm pregnant, and Drucci clearly has no qualms about hurting me.
"Stop fidgeting," Hunter snaps, pulling me from my thoughts.
His presence looms over me like a dark cloud, suffocating any hope of escape.
"Sorry," I mumble, my heart pounding in my chest.
I force myself to take slow, deep breaths, hoping to calm my nerves enough to get some rest.
The darkness surrounding us seems to stretch on forever, and I struggle to maintain a sense of reality amidst the chaos of my mind.
