“Fuck.” He slaps his hand over his mouth. “Brother, after what she went through…before…you think she got scared?”
That’s exactly what I’m starting to think. “She knows I’d never hurt her.”
“Yeah, but she’s been through a lot. Maybe she panicked and ran.” He clasps his hand over my shoulder. “You need to go find her, brother. Now. Don’t let her get away.”
Get away?
Serena can’t run from me.
She’s mine.
She’s carrying my baby.
I warned her once that no matter how far or fast she tried to run, I’d catch her.
Obviously, she didn’t believe me.
But she will.