Lucy's POV
"Hello, Lucy." I look at the man who greeted me. Michael.
"What are you doing here? Where am I?" I look around, realizing I'm no longer in the hospital bed. It looks like I'm in a wooden cabin. I stare out the window only to see tress surrounding us for miles. What the hell is going on?
"Please, don't panic. I just want to talk." He looks genuine, but from what I've heard, he's a bad person. Looking as I have no choice, considering I don't know where I'm at, I agree to talk with him.
"You have every right to hate me. I got you pregnant and left you alone, but I have an explanation for that." I already know what it is, but I'll hear what he has to say.
"Go on."
"You might not believe me, but I'm a fallen angel." I laugh internally at his choice of words. He didn't wan
