Month Five: Week Eighteen
Killian's next letter came three days after Isla told him about Daniel.
It wasn't the usual loving, supportive correspondence.
It was fury on paper.
Isla,
You set yourself up as BAIT while FIVE MONTHS PREGNANT. You deliberately put yourself in a gunfight. You could have been shot. Killed. Our daughter could have died.
What the hell were you thinking?
I don't care that it worked. I don't care that you eliminated the threat. I care that you took an unnecessary risk when you could have let Dmitri handle it. When you could have stayed safe and protected instead of playing hero.
You're pregnant. With my daughter. With the only piece of me you have left in that world. And you're treating your safety like it's optional. Like you're expendable.
You're not. Neither is Sera. And I need you to stop taking risks like this. Stop putting yourself in danger. Stop acting like you're invincible when you're the most vulnerable you've ever been.
