Revenge After Divorce (Olivia and Nick) novel Chapter 4

OLIVIA

I sat in the dark jail cell, thinking about my baby and how he was going to survive in a place like this. I didn’t care about myself—they could keep me there for as long as they wanted—but my baby didn’t deserve this. He didn’t deserve to be born in a jail or suffer for my sins.

It was only the second day of my incarceration, and the police were keeping their word to Nick about not letting me out. But I thought they were taking it too far; they hadn’t given me food since I arrived.

It was good that nothing stayed in my stomach anymore. I’d been starting to have morning sickness. But I still felt hungry, even though I knew whatever I ate would come back up again.

“Oh, my baby,” I said, caressing my stomach, “I’m so sorry you’re going through this, that you’re going to start your life into this world like this. But I swear to you, I will protect you. Your father will never know you exist, and he’ll never hurt you or me ever again. He’s done enough.”

The cell door opened. I stood as Nick’s best friend, Ethan, came into view.

“Oh, Olivia. I’m sorry I wasn’t there. I just found out what happened, and I gave Nick a piece of my mind. But he won’t budge. He won’t even show me the proof he claims to have against you. He refuses to drop the charges and get you out.”

I smiled sadly. “It’s all right, Ethan. I’m just glad you’re here. I need your help.”

He sighed, pity in his eyes.

“Don’t pity me,” I said. “I’ll be fine. I just need your help me with something, but don’t tell Nick.”

He frowned. “Olivia, he only let me to see you today. After this, he won’t let me come back.”

“Then let’s make it count,” I said with a nod. “I’m pregnant. It’s still early, but I’m afraid I’ll lose my baby in here. Please, help me.”

His eyes widened in shock. “Olivia... Nick doesn’t know, does he?”

I shook my head.

“That moron. How could I be friends with someone so stupid? That woman you call your friend has him eating out of the palm of her hand, and he just can’t see it!” He started pacing, but we didn’t have time for his anger.