CHAPTER TWENTY
Savannah stood frozen in the middle of the room, her eyes darting from the cracked walls to Adrian’s face. His words echoed in her ears: *Pack your things. We’re leaving.*
Her lips trembled. “No… I can’t. Adrian, please. I don’t want to leave. This is my place. I don’t need more pity.”
Adrian’s jaw tightened. “This is not pity, Savannah. This is survival. Look around you. Rats on the floor, cockroaches on the wall, a leaking roof. This is not a home for you, and definitely not for a child.”
She shook her head, hugging her stomach. “You don’t understand. If I leave here, where will I go? What if Nathaniel finds me? What if people talk? I can’t stay under someone’s roof, waiting for them to throw me out again.”
Her voice cracked, and tears rolled down her cheeks
