Chapter 100

He knew she didn't want him staying the night. Partly because she was pregnant, and partly because she clearly didn't want that kind of closeness. He always reminded himself-just be patient with her. As long as she let him stay by her side, that was enough. Whether she was happy or not, at least she still wanted to see him. "Do you get scared at night?" Forrest had asked her once. "No," she'd replied, a bit surprised herself. Back when Lucian had locked her up, she used to constantly live in fear. Even a creak or a flicker on the TV would freak her out. But ever since that whole life-or-death thing happened with him, the fear seemed to vanish. Maybe it helped her finally let go of the trauma. Time slipped by quietly-before she knew it, six weeks had gone. Ariella was a little over three months pregnant now. Her belly had started to show, but beneath her clothes you couldn't tell. Her days remained the same: staying at home, reading or cooking. Forrest still came over for meals every da