Chapter 78

Quinn’s POV

I’ve been here a week now.

So much has happened and yet I feel like I’m living the same day over and over again, like some fucked up version of the movie Groundhog’s Day.

Within an hour after Pablo had been killed, his body was removed and a doctor was here to check on me. I was badly bruised from the fall, but not far enough along that it would hurt the baby.

The confirmation of my pregnancy seemed to piss Gabriele off so much that he stormed out of the room. The door that he slammed behind him hit it so hard that the frame splintered and the door bounced, the knob hitting the wall hart enough to dent it.

I was so scared that he would take it out on me and the baby that I hooked a chair under the doorknob of the bedroom so that it would be harder for him to get in and then slept in the locked bathroom with a heavy table pushed against the door.

I heard the doorknob jiggle at one point during the night, the chair scrape against the floor slightly, but it he