Chapter Two

I wake up from another deep slumber, I’ve been feeling drowsy lately, the wound on my stomach has been cared for by some woman and the dead nurse and anything of her existence in this room has been cleared up except for the memory stuck in my head, I've been here for days waiting for Rino to show up but no amount of preparation could make me feel better, and it wasn't until I heard his voice that I realized there was another soul with me in the room, he always had that skill.

“You wanted to see me, wife.” There he was, regally seated right across from me with his legs crossed, staring directly at me with those same hazel eyes that mostly looked at me with coldness more than they did with warmth in the years that I knew him. I knew that I would feel a lot of things when I would see him but what striked me the most was the relief that I felt, I had never felt so relieved to see his face. I spent so much time only fearing him, so the foreign emotion was a blur and shock.

“Speak.” His harsh and gruff voice jerked me back to reality. His face gave nothing away as usual and that much was bone crushing. No one betrayed Rino and still lived to see a second later but I am and I know if he didn't think I was the mother of his child, I would be dead by now and I'd rather he killed me.

“I'm sorr-” 

“Don't! Tell. Me.” He Interrupted.

“Y-ess, I was pregnant.” I confess trying to not let the tremors show but failing. “Yes I gave birth.” I swallow thickly. “But the child is gone.” I close my eyes and cover my lips with my fingers. “My baby died a few weeks later, I had complications, the birth was complicated.” I look away from him sobbing hard as I hold my belly. 

Rino maintains his cold gaze, the only obvious sign of his rage would be his tightly closed fist. He stands roughly and begins to walk away quietly.

“W-wait, please, L-Lucas, please let him go, he has nothing to do with this.” I say shakily and immediately regret it, Rino turns in a flash and heads straight for me, he picks me up by my throat without squeezing and I know he's holding back with everything in him.

“Why?” He asks.

“I was suffocating.” I try to explain.

“And then you run with my child to the arms of another man? Was the child even mine?” He still speaks quietly, his voice a low tune, his hands around my neck tightening, the slight hurt crosses his face but he never cared about me, why would he be hurt.

“M-my brother,” I wheeze out and scratch at his hands and he lets go of me.

“Lucas is my brother.” I say breathing hard.

“Your brother?” He asks, his eyes untrusting.

“Yes, I found out he was alive before I left.” Rino lets go of me like I disgust him before walking out of the room, and I collapse to the ground in exhaustion.

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I wake up again for the hundredth time but this time, it's in a proper bedroom, in fresh and neat clothes and three women running around.

“What's happening?” I try to sit up.

“Mrs Garcia.” one of the women gasps and I wince at the name. I haven't been called that in ages.

“Where am I”? I ask the other woman, ignoring the first one.

“You are in the Garcias mansion ma’am, this is Mr. Garcia's room.” She says with a cool smile like I did not just almost get a whiplash.

“Why? What am I doing here?” I ask frantically.

“You are my wife, where else would you be if not in my room.” The baritone voice and enchanting face emerges from where must have been the bathroom with nothing but only a towel around his waist.

“I-I don't understand, I-I have to go home.” a cloud of fear rises above my head.

“This is your home Freya.” He murmurs and shivers passes through me at the sound of my name.

“No, my name is Emily Maxwell and this is not my home.” I tell him getting spiked.

My declaration earns me a short chuckle from him. “My child died because of you.” He says looking me dead in the eye. 

“No.”

“If you didn't run, his birth would not have been subjected to complications.” I shake my head, that's not true.

“You know how much I've always wanted a child, so you are going to remain here until you can give me another child.” He cannot possibly mean that.

“I know you are angry and I'm sorry but I have to go home.” I desperately clutch at his arms and my anxiety gets the better of me till I can no longer breathe.

“I'll do anything to make sure you stay alive till then, Freya. Every action has consequences so be lucky I did not put a bullet through your head.” He says before walking into the closet leaving me breathless and paralyzed at my new hell.

This cannot be happening to me, I have to go home Rino, I really have to go home.