RACHEL'S pov.
"What year are we in?" I repeated my question.
"Uh, 2022" Duncan answered.
September 17th? 2022? Doesn't that mean it's been only three days since Asher tried to hurt my baby?
I looked down at my stomach, and let out a deep breath of relief when I saw my baby's bump is still there. I patted my baby's bump fondly, with a small smile.
Thanks, baby, for staying with momma -I mentally thanked my baby.
"You really scared me, baby" Duncan said to me.
"And you could really use a bath right now" I replied, cringing my nose in disgust.
He perceived his shirt and cleared his throat as his ears grew red, he was about saying something but then, the door open and Fatima walked in, with a man in white coat closely behind.
I don't know if I've seen him somewhere before, but he looks familiar.
"It's good to see you're awake, Mrs Baldwin" the man said.
"Thank you"