Evelyn POV
I wake to hands brushing my hair out of my face, looking up I see Thaddeus leaning over me. I stare back wondering what he is doing, trying to remember when I went to sleep. The last thing I remember was walking inside with Imogen getting stuff ready for the party. Thaddeus looks at me sadly and I could tell he had been crying, his eyes all puffy and bloodshot.
I sit up alarmed wondering what happened to upset him. He leans back and I see Ryland and Orion staring at me, the same look on their faces confusing me before recognising the room I was in. Tie dyed curtains on the windows, and colourful duvet I knew weren't mine or my style. Amara’s scent hits me strongly and I realise the room I am in, is hers. I try to remember the last thing I could remember. Coming up blank when all I remember is walking into the house and going to the fridge.
“What’s wrong?” I ask and I realise how dry my throat is, the burning ache of my hunger coming to the forefront of my mind as I touch my throat. They all look at each and I go to get up off the bed. Rolling on my side to climb off when I realise the movement was easier than it should have been as I stand up.
My eyes darting downwards to see my huge bump gone and nothing but a flat stomach. My hands touch my abdomen to find nothing. I look up confused.
“I had the baby?” I ask confused, why couldn’t I remember anything? I looked at Thaddeus but he had his head in his hands. Ryland steps forward and by the look on his face I knew something terrible happened. The way he put his hands out like he was trying to subdue a caged animal.
“Where is our son?” I ask, my voice trembling and I step back in panic. Why couldn’t I feel him, I could feel our daughter Amara, like a teether. Feel that she was sleeping somewhere, but asleep blissfully. Yet I couldn't feel the familiar bond I had with her with my son.
“Evelyn” Orion whispers before looking away and I watch his bottom lip quiver. I look between them and Thaddeus head snapping up as he looks at me reaching toward me.
“Where is my son?” I ask again not liking the silence I was getting from them, not liking the devastatingly cold feeling seeping into me from them.
“Evelyn, there has been an accident,” Ryland says, making me look at him. An accident? I have no memory of there being an accident. I only remember us celebrating our daughter's first birthday. How happy we all felt yet why are they so sad.
“Okay, but where is our son? Where is Mara?” I ask.
“Mara is with mum and Amara inside,” Orion says, making me look at him.
“I don’t understand?” I tell him and Ryland reaches for my hand but I pull my hand back. I didn’t like the way he was looking at me, the way they were all looking at me.
“He is gone, Evie,” Orion says and I feel my stomach drop.
“Who, whose gone?” I ask, my voice shaking my entire body trembling with fear.
“Our son” Thaddeus whispers so low if I were human I would have missed it.
“What? That makes no sense, Thaddeus. Where is he?” I yell becoming frustrated, they needed to just spit out what they were trying to tell me.
“Evie, he is gone. He died in the explosion” Ryland says, stepping forward reaching for me and I step back.
“What explosion, if this is a joke you are sick, sick in the fucking head now give him to me, this isn’t funny” I tell them my breathing becoming quicker as I try to breathe through my panic.
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