“I can hardly wait,” she said, kissing the man. She lingered over him for long minutes, pampering him the way Silvie would never be able to do. Because Silvie was a spastic, frigid woman who was destined to lose to Sidney. No matter how she tried, despite all she did to keep her husband on her side, she would fail.
There was nothing she could do against a witch.
*
“Come, Doctor!” the nurse said urgently. The doctor stood up from beside the microscope, where he was preparing the zygotes for implantation.
“Again?” he asked, taking up a new pair of rubber gloves. The nurse didn’t say anything, just nodded tensely. There was dread in her eyes.
They ran through the corridors, headed towards one of the separate apartments of the private clinic, where unearthly screams were growing louder ev
