Julia's POV
“How are you holding up? It has been a crazy forty-eight hours.” I inquired from George.
The lesleys abandoned us again but at least this time around, I was in the company of my husband and I was glad not to be left alone. I was almost going mad and my mental health was hanging by a thread.
George’s usual mischievous brown eyes were dull. “I'm just glad to be here with you, I was driven mad with worry when I found out you were missing.”
I exhaled heavily and recounted how it all happened while George listened with rapt attention.
“The moment we get out of here, you need to go for a check-up, we need to know if our baby is fine.” George offered me a small yet painful smile.
“When are the cops going to storm this place?!” I looked around us, waiting for a miracle to ha
