Alesia's POV.
I frowned in suspicion, slowly pulling my hand away from his. "Why?"
"Alessia, baby. You need to understand," he said, his voice low and urgent. "You can't leave till the three months are complete. Even though he doesn't play by the rules… but…" He trailed off, his eyes darting around the hospital room. My suspicions increased even more. He only did that when he was lying or trying to come up with something on the spot.
"If he could do this to me even with you being with him, what do you think he would do when you run away from there, huh?" Anthony continued, reaching for my hand again. "He'll kill me, Alessia. And then he'll come after you. You know what kind of man he is."
"But An—"
"Listen, just stay for three months. Okay?" His eyes pleaded with me, wide and desperate. "Please. For us."
