ALLISON.
While River looked as equally bewildered as I was, Mason looked strangely composed. Did he already suspect about this when he brought me here?
Memories of how he was so eager to make me stay in his mansion flashed in my mind and how Melissa occasionally mentioned my sensitive ‘condition’. I felt a bile rising in my throat. Have they known about it all this time? Somehow, that thought pissed me off.
“Allison, you have to relax.” Wesley rolled his sleeves up as he sat on the chair beside my bed.
“Relax? I just bled on my thighs! And… and… my period is late! Oh, goddess. I can’t be pregnant, right? It’s just… it’s…” my voice broke.
“Shh, Allison. We’re going to find out, okay? I just need you to calm down first,” Wesley gently stroked my knuckles. I didn’t realize that it had go
