Chapter 17 - They are coming for me.

Ava

It felt strange to wake up in my own bed the next morning. It felt even stranger to remember the things my grandmother told me. After she explained everything, we realized how late it was, and we decided to continue our conversation in the morning.

As I opened my cupboard, I realized that I had nothing to wear. All the maternity clothes were still in that damned room in Daniel’s home. I found a pair of old sweatpants that barely fit over my enormous stomach and a t-shirt that made me look like a homeless person, but at least the clothes were clean, and I was dressed. I made my way downstairs and found my grandmother in the kitchen making breakfast.

“How are you feeling this morning?” She hesitated and I frowned.

“It’s weird. I thought I would feel a lot worse. I mean, I must have walked about thirty or so kilometers to get here.” I poured myself some juice and watched as she put our plates on the dining table. I hadn’t even realized I was starving until the smell of the food caugh