It had been two days since the attack, Archer was beginning to get worried about Cara. She had closed herself off, eating minimal food and not speaking a word. “Please Cara,” Archer urged, clutching her hands as he knelt down on the floor in front of her. “You need to eat something. If not for me, for our baby.” Cara nodded, the only response she had given him over the last few days.Archer smiled weakly, planting a kiss on her forehead and making his way to the kitchen. Cara was once again tormented by her nightmares and Archer being there wasn’t easing them like it once did. She had sat in front of the TV, uninterested and with a blank expression since Saturday. She would wrap herself around Archer’s strong arms and close her eyes, trying to remove the memory of what
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