Beatrice nursed a hot cup of coffee. After putting away her villain, as the public called it, ways for the sake of her daughter, she was having a hard time adjusting. Her dreams were still plagued by the dark memories of the past. No matter how much she tried, how many monstrous men she hurt, she still suffered.

It was then she felt his presence, the one she could never mistaken for someone else "You are early." She mused, looking at her mug. Her mind, on its own, went back to that one night where she let herself be vulnerable. Maybe it was exhaustion or something else, but she allowed herself to sleep with him. Little did she know it would result in the creation of Sarah "Sarah is in her room, reading."

they might have their differences. And God, she kept herself away from him, but she could never deny him this. Despite her hater, bitterness, and yes, fears, he has been her rock in the entire time of the pregnancy and now. He! One of the renowned heroes of this city!