"From all those who want what you have. You'll be traveling with a man named Mr. G. He's the owner of the company and is also a close friend of my family's."
"You must be delusional if you think I'm going to follow some strange man to God knows where. I'm not running anywhere."
"I'm afraid you have no choice. You're not in any condition to make decisions right now anyway."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did you forget that I am the one carrying the child?"
"I never forgot about that."
"Then what's this nonsense about me not having a choice?"
He sighed and squatted next to me, putting his arm around my shoulder.
"Look at me, Miss Cecile. Look at me."
I did as I was told, meeting his gaze.
"You are not going to do anything until after the baby is born."
"After?" I repeated, my voice low.
