Madison Point of View

The sixth day arrived, a cursed day that I feared to face, for it marked the definitive end of my hopes with Maximilian. That morning, pregnancy was taking its toll on my body: dizziness, nausea, a whirlwind of hormones unleashed. It was an unhappy day.

In the mansion, memories assaulted my mind mercilessly. From the first night I set foot in that home until the last day we left it in disarray, every moment was impregnated with the presence of Maximilian. God, give me strength! Pain and helplessness overwhelmed me not having him by my side.

Still, I had just two days left for him to...