Chapter 92

Amelia’s POV

I was lost in thoughts as I stayed alone in the room. I tried to walk around for a while, but I couldn’t help but feel sad with the thoughts of being left alone in the room.

Just then, One walked into the room with a big smile on her face. She dropped her shoes which I presumed had gone bad after which she folded her hands to her chest and walked over to me.

“Tell me, Amelia…is this really what you want?” She asked while I looked at her softly, trying to think of what she was pointing at.

"So what's it going to be, Eleven?" One questioned with a smirk. "You could walk out right now through that door and never come back to this hotel. Isn't this everything you've ever wanted? Your freedom is being laid to you on a silver platter"

And One was right. I wanted to desperately leave this room, this house more so than ever before as I'm now carrying a child.

I needed to protect this child and myself at all cost but what If Alexander found out---

"Stop overthinking this and leave