Chapter 77

Abbie looked out from the balcony of the apartment and sat down in a rocking chair, rubbed her stomach with one hand and looked at her cell phone for the tenth time in the other. She had sent Hook a few messages that went unanswered, but she knew he must be busy and didn't have time for that.
Even so, it had been a few hours since Hook had last called or answered. She looked at the picture of them on her phone's wallpaper and sighed loudly. It was almost midnight and I wasn't sleepy. She needed to sleep and be rested for when her husband arrived, but she couldn't, her heart was tight but she refused to think of anything bad happening.
She got up and went to the kitchen, grabbed a small bottle of water and went back to the porch. Megan was already sleeping in Blade's old room and only she wandered around the house with insomnia and longing for Hook, this dependence on him sometimes scared her, but she knew they would never be apart.