After that night, I called Jiwoo to take care of our two friends while Araqiel and I walked back to our house. He tells us that we need to get back home since Amia will visit us at any minute.
I crouch at my bed, grasping the vintage whistle that Jackson gives to me. He tells me that I can use this if I need his help with Araqiel. I just sigh and caress my belly.
"Do you think my decision about this is a great idea?" I ask myself.
Then, all of a sudden, someone knocks on the door so hurriedly, I place the vintage whistle underneath my pillow. "Come in."
Amia appears from the door with a smile curves to his lips. She strolls toward my direction and crouches on the edge of my bed.
"I see that you are pregnant." She mumbles.
I hum and nod. "I decide to keep the babies even though it risks my life."
