*Emily's POV*
It has been 5 months. 5 months that I have had to endure having that nasty horrible man inside of me. 2 sometimes 3 times a day. Every day right on schedule he injects me with Wolfsbane. I have been stuck in this room every day all day long and only allowed to wear lingerie. I am not to speak unless spoken to and I am forced to do whatever he wants. I hope Braxton will even want me back after this. I worry more every day as my belly grows and grows. I should be 34 weeks along now. I know with having twins that I could deliver early. I have not even been able to see my pups since I was 13 weeks along. I hope they are doing good. Feeling them kick all the time gives me hope. I need to be able to ask about a doctor and see what the plan is for a delivery. I decide to try
