The rain poured quietly outside the tall windows. Evelyn sat in the dim living room, one hand resting on her swollen belly, the other clutching the edge of the blanket draped around her shoulders.
The house was silent except for the soft ticking of the clock and the occasional kick from the life growing inside her.
News has been spreading that the ghost has been killede with a bulllet through his chest,she didnt know if it was rumours or not.
Overtime she called Damien and tried to settle with him though still confused on who to put the pregnancy on while hoping Adrian is alive somewhere.
But now …
It had been five months.
Five long, painful months since the news that the bullet tore through Adrian.
Five months since the chaos, since his body disappeared in the blood and fire.
Five
