CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY

Bree woke up with a stinging pain in her lower back, so sharp and piercing that it scared her, but it disappeared just as quickly as it had come.

Her mind shot to the baby first as did her hand, cupping her bump with hopes that her child was okay.

She was seven months plus along now, only a couple months more at most and her bundle of joy would finally be here, a part of their lives.

Their lives.......the thought brought a damper with it, clouding the joy she had mustered.

Funny how she's living in the same house with him and still she has no idea if there was still a "their" anymore.

She had no idea what was what and it'd be a freaking surprise if they were still a thing because Ryder wasn't acting like it anymore.

It's been days and the issue from that night still hung heavy between them, stretching on and on and keeping them from each other.

She hated that they were at this point where they were fighting a lot, but she had no intentions of giving in to his whims this time and lettin