BELLA'S POV
I sat in the bunker for two hours, staring at nothing, with my mind spinning in circles.
Stay or go.
Viktor or freedom.
Safety or independence.
Every time I thought I'd made a decision, my mind would find a reason to doubt it. Every pro had a con. Every benefit had a cost.
If I stayed: I'd have Viktor's protection. The best medical care. Resources to raise this baby in comfort and security. But I'd also have Viktor's control. His world of violence. His decisions overriding mine at every turn.
If I left: I'd be free. Independent. Able to make my own choices. But I'd be alone. Running, vulnerable. And our baby would grow up without a father, without the protection Viktor's name provided.
There is no right answer.
My hand rested on my stomach, feeling the slight curve tha
