181. Javier
These days, I usually say in a daze wondering what wrongs I had done in my previous life for me.to.go through everything I was going through. Was I a bad person? Or was it my ancestors in the family I had been born in?
The ringing in my ears drowned out everything.
My newborn’s cry had just pierced the air, filling the halls of the packhouse with the sound of new life, yet the words from the unknown caller still echoed louder in my head.
"The pup in Laura's womb isn't yours. It belongs to me. If anything happens to her or the pup, I will collect from you."
Ha!
I stood there, frozen, my breath caught in my throat. My fingers clenched around the phone, nails biting into my palm as if trying to anchor myself to reality. I wanted the pain to assure me that this was reality an
