Page 142 of Princess Fallen

This will never be over. Never. Do you hear me, Hannah? This will never fucking be over.

God, I miss him.I love him.But itisover.

Rogan hasn’t come for me.Perhaps the injection has worn off.Perhaps…

God…

Dadknew.

He knew it was wearing off.That’s why he brought me back here.The sharp pain must have been a sign that the injection was weakening.He knew I’d go to the ER—how?I’m not sure—and he made sure the nurse gave me…

The shot.

That shot I received wasn’t a tetanus booster.

It was…

I rub my arm.

He’ll come for me now.Rogan will be sure to come for me.

So I can’t be here.

I love him too much to condemn him to a life with someone he’s not meant to be with.

I rise, pack a quick bag, and then rub my abdomen as I stand at my open door, ready to leave.

The test results.Results I wasn’t expecting.Results I didn’t know could even occur.

The results that surprised me.Made me happy.Made me numb.

A child.

I’m carrying Rogan’s child.

Birth control pills don’t work when you don’t take them, and you don’t take them when you’re being dragged in and out of parallel worlds so often that you don’t know what day it is or how much time has passed.

“At least I won’t be alone,” I say to my belly.“Your father isn’t mine.He wasnevermine.Butyouare.You’re mine, little one.We’ll always have each other.And if it’s the last thing I do, I’ll figure out why this all happened.I’ll find the truth.”