Page 177 of Mafia Billionaire's Surprise Baby

I can’t really tell time, as it is. All I have is just the sickness. It’s nearly constant. I haven’t eaten anything in days. Weeks. No clue. My body feels terrible, and my skin looks like I’m actually turning into a ghost.

I should be worried about myself.

But I’m… not.

There’s kind of a strange distance around me. It’s like I’m watching myself sink further and further into a kind of weird, corpse-like state, but I can’t really do anything about it.

I’m watching myself from a distance, while also being inside myself…

Yeah.

I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s all that I have.

I look up at Liam. “I don’t do alcohol,” I say weakly.

He shakes his head. “You know, I’m not a fool, Gia,” he whispers. “I think there’s something a little more wrong with you than a need to take care of your liver.”

Fuck.

I turn back, facing the wall and hiding from him. “I said I’d marry you,” I say dully. “It’s too late for you to back out of it now.”

“We aren’t married yet, Gia.”

“Might as well be,” I mutter.

The bed dips as Liam sits next to me. He’s quiet for a minute.

“I’ll say the baby is mine, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

I laugh.

It’s a bitter, harsh sound, even to me. I laugh and laugh until I want to cry, because any more motion is going to bring my stomach up again.

“Gia?”

“I wasn’t worried,” I mumble.

That strange, distant feeling is back. Except this time, I also feel like I’m not even in my own body.

I kind of feel like I’m… floating.

Interesting.

“Gia…”

“I wasn’t worried, Liam. Even though you’re a piece of shit and I can’t stand you, you aren’t a bad man.”

“No?”

“ ‘S why I offered to marry you,” I slur.

Now I feel kind of drunk. My body doesn’t respond to my commands anymore. Also, there’s a long black hole at the edge of my vision.

It’s getting narrow….

“Gia?”

Liam’s voice is so distant. How did he end up so far away from me? He was just on the bed next to me.