Bliss sat anxiously on the pile of furs, unable to focus on the food that Agatha had given her before leaving. The nice lady said she would be back early in the morning to check on her and that she should focus on resting, but the only thing she could think about was the look on Garrett’s face before he had been pushed out of the tent. His eyes had been filled with confusion and fear over the idea that the baby she was carrying might be his. She could feel the torrent of emotions rushing through him and was filled with guilt over barging into his life like this. Maybe if he asked she should just deny it? Would he even believe her anyway if she revealed the truth? She hardly understood it all herself.
At that moment, she felt completely lost and alone. She had escaped Vulroo and been drift
