My body shivered in the cold as I watched Crows inject me with the liquid fire. I thought it would feel hot, but it was the opposite and I couldn't stop my teeth from chattering. My hands were going numb and so was the rest of my body.
My eyes followed Crows' methodical movements as he hooked me up with various tubes and other contraptions, all of which were pumping different kinds of fluids into me. For once, I'm grateful that I'm slowly losing my sense of touch because all of this would probably be too painful to bear.
I thought Crows wanted my child. Couldn't he see that what he was doing might have irreversible effects? Or maybe he was so deep into his delusions and grand schemes that he didn't care anymore.
Once he was done, Crows looked down on me and caressed my face. I wanted to
