Every second that passed felt like a life time. Each moment more painful than the last. It was excruciating his hand still held onto the door handle but pushed the door closed. The silver arrow presumably dipped in the same poison as the one that was killing Jason rested on the floor looking harmless. All eyes were on her, she could feel them looking at her stomach as if trying to look though the layers of her skin and set their eyes upon the bean sized baby growing inside of her.
Her slender arms wrapped around herself trying to hide her tummy from there accusing looks. She wished she knew what they were thinking. Someone needed to say something. Anything would be better that the painful silence filling the room right now. Mia began to sob loudly when Greyson spun around to look at her.
