*Zara*

I’d had no opportunity to escape during the past week. I was under extreme supervision, which made me incredibly nervous. Frustration and despair were ever-swirling in my belly.

I still hadn’t felt a kick yet either, and my mind constantly dwelled on Noah. At the thought of him, more tears flowed, something that was a common occurrence nowadays due to hormones.

As I mulled over my situation, a guard knocked at my door. I considered ignoring it ...