63 "In Search of a Fresh Start."

Emma

I left that house; my body felt a constant adrenaline rush. Security was always there; Andrew was a wanted mobster with enemies and probably the law, so there always had to be security. So, I waited for them to be distracted and slipped out through a gap in the back. It was the early hours of the morning, so they weren't very alert. I didn't know where I was going or how I would get by. Andrew had opened an account in my name, and that's what I would use. I would withdraw as much as I could before he blocked it.

It was just me, and me. I mean, me and my baby. If I was pregnant, I wasn't alone.

I had left the cell phone he gave me in the mansion; I wasn't stupid. I knew he had put a tracker on that phone.

I knew I was putting my father at risk, I knew that. But I needed to think about myself now, and this baby.

My heart trembled when I heard Andrew say that I should never have had a child with him, that it was just a marriage by contract. As I walked the streets looking for a tax