Criseda's POV
I had been in my room for the best part of the day, hoping, waiting and praying for Wolfe and Gina to come back with a good news for me, but it was near evening and I had not still developed appetite for the lunch that laid on my table.
Breakfast had been kept and carried away in the afternoon to be replaced with lunch without my touching it, and the same thing was about to repeat itself.
I had a feeling that the baby in my stomach would soon feed on my intestines if I did not do something about my hunger.
Finally, I stood up and pulled the tray of food to myself as I began shoving it down my throat. I could barely taste the meal as I was too worried to think about that.
I shoved the contents of my plate down my throat and when I was done, I felt my tummy churn in respon
