Gabrielle's POV
The morning sun did not bring any warmth to my tiny, freezing room.
I woke up feeling completely sick. The horrible pregnancy nausea hit my stomach like a heavy rock. I jumped out of my small bed and ran quietly to the servant's bathroom. I locked the thin wooden door and threw up violently into the toilet.
My body was so tired. I rested my hot forehead against the cold wall. I placed my hands softly on my stomach.
"I am sorry, my sweet baby," I whispered to the empty room. "I know you are hungry. I will try to get us some food soon."
I washed my face with cold water. I looked at my pale skin and dark eyes in the broken mirror. Today was the first day of my new punishment. I was now Bianca’s personal servant. I had to be strong. If I showed any weakness, they would
