Zach continued to muse, 'The person I had called a fool hundreds of times... When did I start feeling this way? Is it regret? Am I regretful?'

He was genuinely perplexed. He was even less clear about his feelings for Madelyn, though he did not want what belonged to him to leave. So, Zach sneaked into her room countless nights, desiring to possess her over and over again. He wanted Madelyn to become the Madelyn from before, the girl who only loved him. Even if it required every means at his disposal, he wanted to keep her by his side.

'If it is love, I can try to love her. Even if she doesn't accept it now, she will someday. If she wants a child so badly, I can give her a child.'

The following morning, as the first light of dawn broke, Madelyn unexpectedly heard a baby crying. She opened her eyes groggily and stared at the ceiling. After a few minutes, the distinct cry of a baby echoed once more. She looked to the side of the bed, but the pillow showed no signs of being slept on, 'Di