Gabrielle's POV
For one split second, my heart leaped with wild hope. I could run. I could escape with my unborn baby and never look back.
But harsh reality crashed down on me instantly.
"I cannot leave yet," I whispered, pulling my hand away from his grip.
"Why?" Lucas asked, looking totally confused. "They are torturing you, Gaby. Why would you stay in this hell?"
"My passport," I explained quickly. My voice shook with panic. "My passport, my social security card, and my birth certificate. They are all locked securely inside Charlie’s heavy steel safe in his private study. If I run away with absolutely no identification, I cannot get a real job. I cannot rent a safe apartment. Charlie is too powerful. He will track me down in one single day. I need my papers to truly disappear fo
