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.

had seeped into the rest of

they stayed much longer, it felt like the air

would freeze right along with it. And Isadora was pregnant, which made

on the door until her hands ached, her voice growing

need help! Isadora's about

settled on Isadora's eyelashes, her chest

"Wendy... stop calling out. Save

back against the wall and returned to

how blue Isadora's lips had

Wendy's eyes and spilled down her cheeks as she sobbed, gasping

herself hard across the face, her cheek

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

throbbed

crying. She reached out with a trembling hand

stiff from the cold, fingers as numb as

Wendy squeezed Isadora's hand

voice shaking.

scared. I'm so

going to happen to you. I've been yelling for ages, but

spoke, firm and steady.

her, searching for reassurance. "How do you

smile flickered at the corners of Isadora's mouth as she glanced down at the sapphire bracelet