SLAP!
A sharp, loud blow landed hard across Nikolai's face, turning his head sharply to the side.
The force split the skin at the corner of his mouth, and blood began to trickle down his chin.
Nikolai looked taken aback for a moment.
This woman merely had a side profile that somewhat resembled her, but her eyes and features were completely different. She was not Sienna.
Muttering curses under her breath, the woman stormed away.
Nikolai rubbed his temples, feeling an overwhelming sense of agitation and restlessness.
For some reason, the image of that mangled, unrecognizable fetus kept appearing in his mind. He remembered that day, and how Sienna’s eyes had been filled with nothing but pure pain and utter despair.
She had been laughing even as tears streamed down her face. "She stole
