Chapter 38 Prison?

• The journey back is uneventful. Isaac is oddly quiet. I mull over the words that Felice said before we left.
• “He is not bad…his curse…as I said earlier, it can be broken with the birth of your child, but for your sake and for your child’s, stay alert.” Why was she warning us so many times? My hand rests on my stomach subconsciously. Astrid hasn’t commented on anything. She has oddly remained quiet for the whole time.
• ‘What are you thinking?’ I ask her.