Chapter Seventy

"Do you feel alright, Mrs. Rose?" When I told him to open the window, he requested again. I could still feel the heat from his hand. I believe that his fingers left marks on me when he slapped me. He's soundly asleep right now, with his head propped up on my lap. I noticed the folded skin on his forehead as I stroked his hair.

"I'm alright." Controlling my hormones, I try to halt the tears. Perhaps our infant is listening to your breathing right now. Your dad is here, baby, look at him. The last time I heard him, it was like this.

"Rosse." What? He had called me three times already. I'm aware that it's a reaction, but I'm at a loss for what to do.

After the car was parked, Theo assisted him in getting to the flat. He is still calling and apologizing in the meanwhile.

"At this point, you can leave." I undressed Ronald after he left, and in his pocket I discovered my wedding photo with him.

"Don't worry, Ronald; it will just last a week. I'm here to stay. " I pull my chair up against th