Sky’s POV
My heart is heavy. It is like I had swallowed a rock. I am away from Poseidon. Away from the safety that he offers, away from the love of my life. I am already 4 months on my pregnancy, three months more and they will see the world and the beauty it offers, but not the face of their father.
It was depressing, I stopped caring about myself, I had spent all my energy in trying to escape, but Michael always caught me. Even Maxime had stopped caring about himself; instead he focused on taking care of me.
I am not allowed to go outside without an angel to guard me. I am a prisoner after all.
Maxime and I always take walks to exercise myself and to prepare myself in my nearing labor. Michael shut the whole mountain down by putting a barrier on it, I’ve tried touching
