Chapter 041
Emilia's POV
The smell of blood, like old rust and broken promises, filled the air. I hardly felt the pain as my knees struck the stone floor. The roar and pounding of a thousand regrets inside my head overpowered it.
Through the shadows, a voice said, "Get up."
I raised my head. Around me, shadows twisted, cold and jagged like blades. Then they emerged from the heart of the darkness.
They went one by one.
The smallest came first, a faint cry, a heartbeat that had never been illuminated. The sight made my chest burst open. My darling. The life that had been cut short before it had been given a name.
I blinked away the tears that burnt my eyes. I couldn't afford to be weak. I couldn't afford to be weak in this situation. I am not in this place right now.
The baby whisper
