Chapter 126. Practice

Joan POV

I went to bed, curled up and draped the blanket over me.

My stomach churned. I felt sick.

It was real. Someone was out there — after me. My life was in danger. My baby’s. Aaron’s too.

We were in the house of a strange man, with no idea if he was a threat or not. If all of this was a plan. A trap.

Nothing. I was so fucking tired and sick to the bones.

Our house was attacked. If Aaron hadn’t gotten that call, we would have been —

I curled further into myself, as much as my stomach let me. I hated this life. Living this scary, unpredictable life. Not knowing what was next.

Not knowing what was out there.

I remained on the bed, just staring into nothing. Sleep eluded me — even that felt impossible without Aaron next to me.

We needed to have a conversation and set some things straight.

The door creaked open, and I froze on the bed for a minute, my whole body tensed.

Whoever walked in shut the door, an