Chapter 93

After Ethan dashed off out the window, I listened to Soren in the other room, speaking to Seraphine. I could tell by his tone that he was very concerned, and she was assuring him that I was going to be fine—but that it was imperative we find a new place for me to live as soon as possible. I was nervous that he might smell Ethan in the room when he entered, but when he came in, his eyes were on me, and I could tell that he wasn’t thinking about anything else. Soren sat down in a chair next to my bed. His brow was wrinkled, and he interlaced his fingers as he leaned toward me, clearly worried about me and the baby. “How are you, Ro?” he asked. “I came as quickly as I could. I’m sorry it took a few hours for me to get home. Are you feeling better now?” I was grateful that so many people were concerned about me. “I’m fine, Soren, but thank you so much for rushing home just to see if I was okay.” “Of course.” He leaned back in the chair. “They told me that it was just an allergic reaction t