Eleanor's POV

I lay there helplessly in the small space of a room where I was kept after Ethan had beaten me to a pulp. I gasped for air as I felt my chest getting tighter by the minute. I breathed heavily, trying to catch my breath. I winced in pain from the punches, and he landed on my face. My whole body trembled from the excess pain that coursed through it. I felt weak and stiff, as I could barely move any part of my body.

All that ran through my mind was my baby. I was prompted to ask Ethan how my baby was fairing, but I was...