The past three months had been blissful. Sam was finally disgraced, Victor had moved on to other things, and Gwen, well… she'd been surprisingly cooperative lately, her claws kept in check under the watchful eye of my mother-in-law.
Abby, my mother in law had been my rock, her strength and warmth unparalleled, even while managing her illness with grace.
Still, there was a lingering unease. I knew we hadn't seen the last of Sam. People like him didn't fade away quietly. I shook my head, I refuse to let that thought ruin tonight.
The door to my hotel suite opened, and Abby stepped in, a vision of elegance in her shimmering silver gown. Her hair was styled to perfection, her makeup subtle. Her face lit up when she saw me.
"Oh, look at you, my precious pregnant baby!" she exclaimed, her voice brimming with pride.
I rolled my eyes with a smile. "Do you have to add pregnant every single time?"
