Daisy’s POV

A sharp pain made me slip out of my slumber, flicking my eyes open, I lay silently on the bed trying to convince myself that I had slept in an awkward position or the fact that Brian had pounded me hard the previous night or could be the alcohol I had, this could be the result of the hangover but then the pain came again, sharper this time through my lower abdomen like a knife was slowly twisting it.

“Brian,” I called his name, my voice barely audible.

He didn't stir, most times I was sure that he could sleep during a massive atomic blast.

“Brian,” I said...