GLENDA'S POV
Air sucked out of my lungs. My eyes popped with disbelief. Lost in a trance, my gaze focused on him. I tried to deafen the echoes of his words dancing about in my head.
"Kill it! Eliminate that bastard sprouting inside of you?"
His words rang like a mantra. A spell of evil. Goosebumps bathed my skin and I felt a tightening knot tugged at my belly. Even the child roiled at his words.
I turned my head and looked around aimlessly. The effects of his words disheveled me. I finally found my voice to say something and it sounded so alien to my ears.
"You can't possibly mean that." I was shaking my head at him.
He snorted. "Do you want to keep it?"
I jolted in shock at his question. How could he even ask that? "This is our baby, our child." I spoke with trembling lips. "I coul
