Chapter 18

Dream

I wish it were a dream.

"You're bad! You're bad!" I struggled as Chloe strangled me. I felt a sharp knife hit my neck.

I fell to the floor when she pushed me simultaneously. My stomach hurt.

"M-My baby. My b-baby!" I couldn't do anything but feel my stomach. My eyes are blurry from the extreme pain in my head and body.

I heard a laugh from him. Shameless men growled, and Senyora screamed.

"You deserved it! Now you know, huh?!"

What she was going to say was cut off when the door slammed. I tried to crawl, but I had no strength left. I felt the liquid flow in my middle thigh with every movement.

My heart pounded when I heard Ezekiel's angry voice. Even though my vision was blurry and dizzy, I saw how he hit a man with a big vase. I heard a thump and grunt of pain and Ezekiel's demonic scream.

I could feel the pain and sorrow in his voice, and I cried even more.

Chloe screams, and I think she is already in prison; I also