MY WOMB, HIS WEAPON.

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SIENNA'S POV. The room was dead silent and the only sound from it was the clock that ticked loudly. I paced the room as my fingers curled around my phone, my thumb hovering over Dominic's message: Tomorrow. Your first step. Every word is lacing as a threat. I sat at the edge of the bed, dropping the phone beside me as I let out a shaky breath. My eyes moved to the mirror that was just opposite me and as I stared at the reflection, I could barely recognize the woman that was staring back at me. It wasn't supposed to be this way. Just where did everything go wrong? I placed my hands to my stomach, rubbing it gently as I felt my child growing inside of me. “My little secret.“ I muttered. She was my reason and burden. She was innocent and untouched by the poison that threatened all ar

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