Sarah POV
Sarah POV
After leaving the hospital, Sarah hadn’t wanted to speak with anyone. She’d locked herself in her room. She needed time. Time to think for herself without others trying to sway her one way or the other. But first, she’d given herself one hour to think about the worst-case scenario.
With her timer set, she laid down on her bed and let her mind wander to the possibility of Marcus being evil. What if he’d planned this whole thing? What if he’d been using her?
How had she not seen the red flags? What was she going to do now? She placed a hand on her belly that had protruded a little.
“What are we going to do, baby?” She’d whispered softly as tears rolled down her cheeks, into her ears.
When the alarm sounded, Sarah wiped the tears from her cheeks and walked to the off
