*~~Chapter Fifty~~*

{~~Avery Sterling~~}

I threw my bag over my shoulders, ready to head off to work. I let the nightmare fade into the back of my mind, I just can’t let myself be haunted. I hopped down the stairs, my stomach tightened at the prospect of eating so I’m going to skip food today. If I get enough water, I should be fine until lunch. Hopefully, at that time, I’ll feel hungry enough to eat something later. I had just gotten to the bottom when I heard Logan’s voice.

“Another one? We’ll be there soon- she’s not going into labor, how is that even possible? The obstetrician said her contractions are- that just doesn’t make any sense. She didn’t show any negative signs, did she? A slit to the throat? Yes, I’m heading out now. They need to stabilize her and try to get her to go into labor.”

He hung up just as I revealed myself. Logan looked tense.

“Oh good, you’re ready. We’ll take my sports car.”

His what? Some days I forget that his family is vastly wealthy thanks to the way he lives. His house is