66. b***h, PLEASE
HAZEL’S POV
THE LONG NIGHT
Seeing Bell’s adopted kid on the crib angered me thus heating my whole body up. How could she be happy raising an adopted baby yet mine was killed a week after she was born? I was not going to allow that even for a second. My thoughts just drove me to want to choke her so that she can die like mine died.
I will never get over the fact that I lost my baby and if it means losing a baby, then both of us should be baby less.
“Don’t even think about it,” Fern, her bestie touched my ribs with a pocket knife and I stopped.
Fuck! From the moment I saw the baby, I was never okay, I just felt I need justice for losing my baby and yet Bell proved it to me that she could always have good things as I lost the things I valued. She currently has a baby
