Price on Her Head
Standing before the mirror, I placed my hands on the tiny belly which was now very visible. Five months pregnant and the baby was healthy so far. My appointments with the therapist were going better as well. Things were going well for us for a few weeks now and it terrified me. It meant danger was lurking around the corner. People like us, people like Easton could never stay happy for long. Sadness would rage through like a hurricane and destroy everything on its path. It might be karma since Easton was a criminal. There was no denying that. “Poppy.” I turned around, my cheeks heated when Eli noticed me taking in my pregnant belly. I let my hands drop to the side and stared at him wide-eyed. “Y-Yes?” He stood in the doorway, his eyes not giving anything away as usual. “The younger Deh
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