A Broken Web 3

Chapter 8 - Gwen's POV

I decide not to tell Peter about the note. I keep it in a safe place, where I know Peter won't find it. What I'm wondering is...how did he get our names, our ages, and our address? Who is there to give him it? I don't want Peter to worry about it. I know he will be angry at me when he finds out, if he finds out, but I can't risk him hurting himself. He would go out, try and find the murderer, and who knows what else that guy has? He could kill Peter easily, and there is no way I'm gonna let the guy who fathered my child, let alone the guy I love to pieces, get torn to shreds by a mass murderer. I'm not gonna let that happen.

All night, My heart beats out of my chest. I feel guilty for not telling Peter, but I don't want him to get hurt. He puts an arm around me, and I turn ridged. "You ok? You seem a bit nervous." He says. "No no. I'm fine." I say, forcing my voice not to shake. I force myself to lean into Peter as I normally would. I can't be near him, incase he notices something's up. I know, it's sad for his own wife wanting not to be near him...no. I want to be with him, of course I do. He's my husband. He fathered my child. Why should I have to keep secrets from him? But I don't want to live without him. I couldn't bare it. I have to be brave, to keep it from him. I am selfless. I am brave. I am his wife.

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Little reference there.... Lol.

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A few days later.....

I can't take it anymore. I just can't. It's getting too much for me to handle. I am making myself ill because of it. And Peter knows something's up. He can sense it. I just have to hide it from him. I just have to.

"Gwen!?" Peter shouts from the kitchen.

"Yeah?" I shout back nervously.

"Why is there a piece of paper stuck under the jam lid?"

Oh god. Here we go.