Arya's POV
I was left to fend for myself in this mystery forest as I kept going, my energy sapping with each step I took. I was blinking away every tears that stung the back of my eyes, promising myself not to cry and be strong. If not for myself but for my baby.
"Baby," I started slowly, my breath coming in tiny pants. My knees and entire legs ached so bad and I wondered how I kept managing to lift it. I started to feel number, feeling my legs slip away from under me very slowly.
"You see... One thing your father doesn't know is how strong we are and how strong we are still going to be" I spoke to no one in particular, encouraging myself to keep moving.
"So, we are going to survive no matter what and show him what strong really means. We have to survive!" I gasped, pausing and inclin
