Chapter 118

CATALINA'S POV With a blanket wrapped around my legs, I sat on the edge of my bed and gazed at the area on the floor where blood had seeped through the sheets. The pain wasn't of the usual kind. Not now. I was already aware of my condition before the test confirmed it. Last week, when I looked in the mirror, I realised how exhausted I appeared, how weird I felt, and how differently my body moved. I took the test out of my coat pocket with trembling hands. I was unwilling to look. However, I had to. Two lines. I let it fall. As if it had no significance, let it roll beneath the bed. Why now? With his child, why? The man appeared as if he were a walking corpse. A deceased man found his final resting place. A dead man touched me repeatedly until I was out of breath because he shouldn't have. For five damn minutes, he helped me forget about the war. I can't even say his name aloud now that he's gone. If Luis's people and my family find out... The infant kicks. I wince. Already? I touched m