The moment she walked inside “King’s Wish”, Rhiannon felt an intense wave filled with rage, frustration, pain, and sadness hitting her, submerging her soul, mind, and body.
Was she trapped in a strange time loop, doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again?
“Oh, God…” she whispered, feeling a little dizzy.
“Are you alright?” he asked slowly and placed a hand on her arm, trying to give her his support. “Is it the baby? Do you need something? A chair? A glass of water?”
Her breath had locked in her throat as Paxton watched her closely. A bit annoyed by his sudden care and concern, Rhiannon nodded and took a little step away from him.
“Don’t do that, please. I’m fine. I can take care of myself.”
“Rhiannon,” he warned in a low growl, “stop acting like a stupid little girl.”
