Chapter 142

• MICHEAL'S POV
• My mother always warned me about my anger. She used to tell me that one day it would cost me more than I could bear. Back then, I brushed it off as one of her dramatic warnings. But now…now it feels like she has seen straight into the future. Into this exact night. Because the mother of my child now lays unconscious in Liam’s arms, all because I couldn't control my anger.
• The sight alone is eating me alive. Her face is pale, her chest rising and falling so faintly that every second feels like it could be the last. My hand twitched with the need to reach out, to hold her, to feel her pulse under my fingertips. Anything to assure me that she's still with me.