Alora's pov
“Karen… Karen can you hear me? Answer me Karen.” I didn’t want to believe what my eyes were seeing. Karen dead? No way. She can’t possibly die. I wouldn’t allow her t die.
“Answer me, Karen. You can’t die. You can’t possibly be dead. Remember your promise to me? You said you would take care of me when I’m about to labour. You said you would carry my child in your hands. You’re my little sister… you can’t possibly die…” I yelled as tears fell don my eyes continuously. I didn’t want to accept what was proven as reality in front of me. I couldn’t accept it at all.
“We would usually argue about the gender and you said you would like a boy. I’m definitely going to have a boy. You’ll carry my baby boy, just don’t die. Please Karen… be alive. Karen! Karen… KAREN!” I yelled out her
