***Trigger Warning***
Mia's POV
I wasn't asking. I was demanding. "Harlow, hand me the knife. He's going to kill Gabby if you don't. So you either do something to save her or you let me. She is our friend.
She started to shake her head slowly. I think even she was in disbelief of her own words. "I can't. He's the father of my baby. He's my mate. I don't want her to die, but I can't let you kill him either."
I yelled out in anger. "Are you shitting me right now? Harlow, he raped you. He raped me. He is nothing but a power-hungry rapist. You don't want him as a father to your baby. You and your baby are better off with him in the ground. Which is where he belongs."
Her hand was shaking with the knife. I tried to reach for it, and she slit my arm. "Dont Mia. I don't want to hurt you. Ju
