1 week later
Beep... Beep... Beep...
The continuous noise was driving me mad. Tue room was quiet and smelled different. My scent along with Xavier's and one other that I didn't recognize but made me yearn for something but I couldn't figure out what. I could feel my eyes were no longer taped shut and the breathing tube had been removed leaving my throat sore and dry. I pried my eyes open reluctant to wake up from the nightmare that was now my life. Knowing I would no longer have my baby inside me and would be planning a funeral for her felt as if my heart was gone completely. I wanted to scream at the moon goddess for this evil form of I justice. Who would want to harm me so bad they would kill my child? My hand instinctively went to my stomach protectively but just as I had suspecte
