Sophia’s POV
“Please, for the sake of your unborn baby, could you stop pacing around?” I shouted to Kylie, and she finally froze in her place after what seemed like an hour of pacing in the room.
“I’m worried, and I feel nauseous to eat something…” she murmured, her hands rubbing her bump.
A week earlier.
“You were killed,” Allegra whispered in a solemn tone. Her hand tightened around Christiana’s, trying to comfort her.
The colors drained out of her face, morphing into a pale one as the words shook her. “It can’t be… the doctor said I was braindead. Is that what you meant?” She asked, taking her hand out of Allegra’s grasp, shaking her head as she walked backward, repeating her words.
“She’s right, the doctor said she was braindead, this is why Kylie donated her heart to me.” Allegr
