d to a halt in front

r wrist. He hauled her up the stone step

. Her elbow slammed into the sharp corner of a glass coffee table. She gaspe

nto his jacket and threw a piece of

sfer log from the Cal

ice devoid of any human emotion. "He needs emergency surgery. If you ever tr

as tears filled her eyes. Her brother was b

until her forehead touched the cold marble floor. "Please," sh

sound of light, rapid footsteps e

yn's voice was s

looked about three years old. He wore a tailored navy blue suit

he looked down at Ada on the floor and let out a soft, mock

hand. He walked curiously toward Ada, his

phantom ache blooming in her empty womb. She didn't know why, but looking at his small face, a wave of desperate, suffocating maternal instinct washed over her. Every cell in her bo

. She lunged forward and grabbed Jakob's small arm, pulling him closer to her face, he

ror, trying to pull h

ac

ce. The slap threw Ada sideways, her cheek burning with

d hauled her to her feet, his face twisted in ab

a shaking finger at the boy. "He's mine! Desmond, I

ed it with a look of disgusted pity. "She's insane, Desmond. Prison m

oked. He looked at her with pure revulsion. "You disg

d butler. "Take her to the servant's quarters. Put her

ought them, twisting her neck to keep her eyes locked on Jakob

nt's room, the butler threw a sc

against her mouth to muffle her sobs. Her mind was spin

dangerous spark of hope ignited in the ashes of her so