Chapter 52: A free woman deserves some fun.

Bridget is trailing me like a duck to it’s mother end. I can tell she’s delirously excited and i wish she would actually squeal like i know she wants to. I knew dinner tonight would be chaotic, but it’s also the first dinner i’ll be having where i don’t take all the talking down on and even actively speak back.

If i’m going to stay here, then they need to know there’s been a change.

And Malachi needs to know that i’m not the kind of person whose comfort he can dictate now. I won’t be sleeping on the cold hard floor for the next two months. I need to think of my health, and that of my child.

The resolve in my heart firms so much that i feel like it’s become something tangible now. Something growing inside me alongside the bit of life also in me.

The moment we walk out of the mansion doors, Bridget releases an ear splitting squeal. We’re women now so squealing like teens really isn’t our thing but she seems to manage it. She gives a dramatic clap of her hands, “Bravo Antonia. Bravo!

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