Luna
The morning sun beat down mercilessly as I worked in the fields, my swollen belly making every movement a challenge. My hands trembled as I pulled weeds, the scratches from yesterday's thorns still stinging.
"Keep moving," a guard barked, making me flinch.
I tried to focus on the small piece of paper hidden in my prison clothes - Kane's message from this morning, smuggled in by Sarah during breakfast duty:
*My love, I'm getting closer to breaking their spell. Stay strong. I love you both more than life itself.
My baby kicked restlessly, as if sensing my thoughts of Kane. "Shh, little one," I whispered. "Papa's fighting for us."
The world suddenly tilted sideways. I blinked hard, trying to clear my blurring vision. The heat seemed to press down like a heavy blanket, making it har
