Alecia's eyes flew wide open as she grasped her stomach. She tried to catch her breath, but she couldn’t as a sharpness grew in her. What was happening? “Ryder,” she pushed out when the pain subsided just a little.

“Alecia.” Ryder leaned over her. “What’s wrong?” He placed his hand on her stomach.

She rolled over on her side pressing the gown in between her legs. Another pain ripped through her. “The baby,” she shouted.

“What baby?” Ryder rolled her back over and grabbed her hand. He pulled his hand away from her, a darkness covered it. “You’re pregnant.”

Ryder sprang from the bed and ran to the living room...