Chapter 9

Tricia's POV "How can he be so cold and arrogant? All I did was ask a harmless question" I thought to myself. I walked to the side of my bed and sat on the edge of the bed just looking at the window. My thoughts slowly drifted to my pack " Are Harley and Andrew happy? Did Andrew mean everything he said that day?" I rubbed my stomach asking my child as if he could reply to me. Thoughts of what happened that day brought tears again to my eyes. I still felt the sadness and hurt. I had always trusted my sister and never for once did I think she could do this to me. My only hope for survival was my baby and I was ready to keep this baby and provide for it no matter what. "Mama is going to do all she can for you to survive and be happy" A knock on the door made me quickly clean my eyes. I took a quick look at the mirror and blinked severally to get rid of any water that may still be in my eyes. "You can come inside" Elsa, my maid, came in with a new set of clothes and shoes. "What are