The journey back is uneventful. Isaac is oddly quiet. I mull over the words that Felice said before we left.
“He is not bad…his curse…as I said earlier, it can be broken with the birth of your child, but for your sake and for your child’s, stay alert.” Why was she warning us so many times? My hand rests on my stomach subconsciously. Astrid hasn’t commented on anything. She has oddly remained quiet for the whole time.
‘What are you thinking?’ I ask her.
‘We should stay away from Isaac for a while.’ The answer is so surprising that I gasp. Isaac immediately turns to look at me, his eyebrows furrowed. “What happened? Are you okay?”
I stare at him, taken aback because this is the first time or maybe after a long time, he has shown genuine concern. I nod jerkily and avert my gaze.
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