Ari covered her mouth, catching her sobs, watching the blood mingle the heated water on the floor of the shower. For a moment grief, denial, of what was happening pinned her there, unable to peel herself away from staring at the macabre seepage escaping her body and disappearing into the drain. Ounce by ounce, she was losing her baby, and slipping deeper into dread.
Moving her hands to her stomach, she held herself as she cried. Although yesterday’s news of the pregnancy had been a shock, never had she once rejected the idea. She wanted this baby. This little creation of her and Adrian.
“Stupid, stupid!” Ari screamed at herself. She had pushed herself too hard when she went into Adrian’s mind a second time to attack the curse, even when she already felt fatigued from the first round. Bu
