Chapter 146 One-hundred And Forty-six

• Millicent
• Three days after Patrick's unwelcome visit, I couldn't help but notice the increased security around the east wing. Extra guards at the entrance, new cameras in the hallways, patrols in the gardens where I liked to walk. Abel hadn't mentioned it, and I didn't ask. I'd learned to read his protective moves by now - the way he tried to shield me without crossing the boundaries I'd set.
• When I arrived at work Monday morning, I found a stack of legal files on my desk with a note in Abel's careful handwriting: "We need to document everything about Patrick. For our child's protection."