His Decision

[Tatiana’s POV]

I stand beside Winley, watching as she fries up some eggs for everyone. Although I had offered to help her cook, she insisted that she was fine and could do it on her own, so I was left to do nothing while she worked.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to do anything?” I ask, feeling bad for being useless. “I can cook something or..."

“No,” she says, giving me a smile. “You’re pregnant and still recovering. I only brought you in here because I figured you could use an escape.”

An escape, right? I could use an escape from the anxiety that I was feeling due to the tension between Massimo, Knight, and myself. It was becoming damn near suffocating, but I knew that I couldn’t simply run away from it.

“What should I do?” I sigh, burying my face in my hands. “How am I supposed to face either one of them?”

For a moment, Winley doesn’t speak as she considers my words, and when she gently touches my back, I can almost feel her giving me strength.

“The best thing to do is to be hone