Chapter 67 Plans To Get Pregnant For Him

• ​Elara sat silently, the heavy atmosphere of the small room pressing against her chest like a physical weight. She had lost track of the days, perhaps weeks, that had bled into one another. The four walls were a canvas of her despair. Angelo came frequently to examine her, his touch clinical and cold as he ensured her body was recovering from the trauma of the miscarriage. Kai visited too, his eyes filled with a pity she loathed. And then there was Rafael…the ghost in the shadows who never stopped whispering of freedom, his words like a slow-poisoned honey.
• ​The heavy thud of the door sliding back broke the silence. Lily walked in, carrying a tray that smelled of herbs and slow-cooked meat. As usual, she wore a forced smile, though her eyes remained shadowed by the horrors they had both witnessed.
• ​“I made everything from scratch. You need to eat healthy, my lady,” Lily said, her voice trembling slightly as she began arranging countless small dishes across the rumpled bedsheets. Elara watched her hands move, feeling a hollow ache where her appetite used to be.