Chapter 122. Can I Trust Her?

No matter how sick I feel, I need to eat for the growing baby inside me.

I caressed my slowly rounding belly, scratching softly on the fabric, trying to ease the itchiness of my expanding skin. I am grateful that Ralph doesn’t stay inside the bedroom because every time he insists that he wants to sleep beside me, all I do is stare at him coldly and sternly. I let him know all the time that I never wanted to be touched even with the tip of his fingers on me and surprisingly, he respected every word I told him.

But it only builds up the tension between us and I am scared that the day might come when he will suddenly just get fed up will all my balkiness against him.

It became my habit to just sit down in front of the window where I could see the garden as if any time, Edison would suddenly appear there and take me away from there. He has been in my dreams since Ralph brought me back to the palace and every time I look insi