Allison's POV

I gritted my teeth against each other, suppressing my fury. The guard stood with his arms folded behind Parlor. It was an exercise, keeping myself from attempting to claw his face off, despite the distance between us. 

He’d only mentioned helping me escape and nothing about bringing me to Parlor.

I had always suspected he couldn’t be trusted, so I wasn't surprised. I was just angry he didn’t let me go to the hospital to flush the fetus in my belly out first. Perhaps the ...