Her eyes were red with rage. "And what if I have a miscarriage?"

Her question had caused a lump to form in Elliot's throat, and he fell helplessly silent.

"The baby is barely three months old, there is no certainty that it will survive! If you keep pissing me off every single day, I can assure you that it won't." Avery watched as Elliot gaped at her words. She felt a rush. She was finally able to retaliate.

He moved his lips, but in the end, he could not say a single word. He knew that he should not provoke her any further when he remembered how hopeless Avery appeared to be while in the hospital.

She had plenty of chances to get rid of the baby before, but she did not. She suffered from morning sickness in silence, she had lost so much weight, and still, she had not gotten rid of the child. That was proof enough that she intended to carry it to term.

Elliot slowly began to regain his composure.

Avery calmed down and unlocked her phone to find messages from Mike, Tammy, and Eri