Emma's POV.
I've been here for almost a week now. The weather was growing more and more miserable by the day. It had been raining non-stop and the wind was still slamming the tiny cabin. The sky grew darker as winter dug its claws into the territory. The miserable weather matched the way I was feeling perfectly.
Manfrid's little speech about what he had planned for me and my baby scared me more than anything that Joseph has ever done to me or promised to do to me in the future. Joseph is evil, there's no doubt in my mind about that, but Manfrid is a complete psychopath. His words had sent an ice-cold shudder across my entire body. His excitement about what he was planning made the blood in my veins run cold. He couldn't wait to torture me. He was actually looking forward to it. He was co
