Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 440

Isadora's face had turned pale from the cold, but she tried her best to reassure Wendy. "Don't... worry. It's not blood."

It was just water she'd picked up from the floor a moment ago.

But since she wore a black evening dress, it was hard to tell. In the dim lighting, the wet patch looked disturbingly like blood.

Still, Isadora was frozen to the bone-her stomach kept spasming painfully with the cold, each cramp sharper than the last.

She didn't dare move any more than necessary.

She knew they needed to get out of this godforsaken place-fast.

Even if she wasn't bleeding right now, staying any longer would be a real risk for her unborn baby.

Wendy gritted her teeth against the pain in her leg, slowly hauling herself up with the help of the wall. Step by step, she made her way to the heavy door and started banging on it as hard as she could.

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

"Please, someone, we're locked in here! Somebody help us!"

She kept shouting and pounding, her voice echoing off the warehouse walls-but there was no response from outside.

This warehouse was far from the main ballroom, up in the hills. Unless someone happened to stroll this way, they could scream themselves hoarse and still no one would hear.

Wendy paced anxiously, rubbing her arms and sides, trying to coax a little warmth back into her body.

freezing air barely budged. The cold from the walk-in freezer had seeped into the rest of the storage room over time, chilling everything

much longer, it felt like the air itself would

freeze right along with it. And Isadora was pregnant, which made it all the more

door until

we need help! Isadora's about to pass

fine layer of frost had settled on

frozen breath. "Wendy... stop calling

wall and

blue

down

the

my fault. I'm a total jinx. I keep dragging you into

throbbed

crying. She reached out with a trembling hand and gripped Wendy's, stopping her from slapping herself

stiff from the

Wendy squeezed Isadora's hand

her voice shaking.

I'm so

happen to you. I've been yelling for ages, but no one's coming. Are

gaze and spoke, firm and steady.

for

faint, exhausted smile flickered at the corners of Isadora's mouth as she