Chapter 178

The first thing Stella noticed when she came to was the sharp smell of disinfectant—it was way too familiar by now. This wasn't just any hospital. Heck, it probably wasn't a hospital at all. There were no markings on the walls, and the only window was sealed shut with bulletproof glass and iron bars. "You're up?" Fiona's voice came from the right. She sat relaxed on a chair, one leg slung casually over the other. Her thigh was bandaged up, but she looked totally unfazed, flipping a butterfly knife between her fingers. "The baby..." Stella's hand instinctively went to her belly. Feeling the curve there, she finally let out a breath. "Don't stress, the little one's got some serious fight in 'em." Fiona put the knife away and handed over a glass of water. "But the doc says you need full-on rest. One more scare and not even miracles will help." The water was warm, with a faint metallic taste. As Stella sipped it slowly, she started to take in her surroundings. There was a camera tucked in