Annabelle's POV
It still felt like a dream I wished to wake up from. Sometimes I imagine closing my eyes and carrying my children. I imagine them growing up and running around the park with their playmates.
I imagined so many things, but what I didn't imagine was losing my children in such a brutal way.
I was slowly sinking into depression and I knew that was what Gerald wanted for me, to be so weak. The bastard had the audacity to serve me divorce papers right after my miscarriage, or should I say my forced abortion.
Ever since the incident, I have been thinking about who could do this to me and the only person I could come up with was Aysel and her friend Chloe.
Asyel's friend and I go to the same hospital. We have bumped into each other several times and on every occasion, she a
