Chapter 85 Eloise

Eloise lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, the silence of the room suffocating her. Vincent had only been gone for five hours, yet it felt like a lifetime. She tried to sleep, knowing it was important for her and the baby, but her heart wouldn’t calm. Every passing second filled her with more dread. She glanced down at Bruno, his small body curled up next to her, breathing softly in his sleep. His innocence, the way he slept so peacefully, only made her emotions swell. Gently, she pulled him closer, holding him as if she could protect him from all the chaos outside. The thought of losing him, of almost losing Vincent, gripped her heart with fear.