Every word on the prenatal report was sharp and clear. Anne had been pregnant for over three months.
Wayne’s mind snapped completely. His heart felt like it was being ripped raw out of his chest, and the agony squeezed every last bit of air from his lungs.
"She was carrying my child… what the hell did I do?"
His memory flashed back to the church, to the bloodstain on Anne’s pants.
He remembered her deathly pale face when they carried her to the hospital.
He remembered how Sasha had sneered back then, full of contempt.
"It’s just a period leak, what’s all the fuss over? She’s being so dramatic."
So that was it. Their baby was already gone that day.
He had killed his own child with his own two hands. He had forced her to kneel and repeatedly bang her head, all for some bastard that w
