10
Cyra
“I got a new message.” Brian’s voice is tense and my stomach rolls, making me swallow hard. I barely have anything in my stomach as it is. My stomach has been acting up for days now and while the midwife said everything was fine with the babies, I’ve been feeling like hell.
“What does it say?” I lean closer to the laptop, not able to wait much longer.
Brian’s eyes go over the note he’s holding, his face falling and tension sets in his shoulders.
“Brian?” I ask again, as he’s way too quiet.
He looks up, licking his lips as he shakes his head. “It says we’ve got three days until the swap. That I’ll receive a message on the day itself of where it will happen.”
“And?” There has to be more. That can’t be all of it.
“That I better bring you with me.”
“Or?” Liam leans over, his v
