Francine closed her eyes, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over her both physically and emotionally. With great effort, she rolled onto her back, struggling to move her large belly along with her. As she settled, she sensed a presence looming over her.
"F*ck," she cursed, her eyes snapping open in panic. To her relief, she saw Jacob looking shocked, his finger pressed against his lips, signaling for her to be quiet.
Narrowing her eyes at him, Francine noticed his disheveled hair, a sign that he had been stressed and running his hands through it. He appeared worried, causing her heart to race with fear at the sudden change in the situation.
"There's someone outside watching us. I saw them when I went to get some air. Stay quiet, okay?" Jacob whispered urgently.
They were in the middle
