Amanda's POV
"I must leave... before he comes back to kill me."
I whispered the words aloud, barely recognizing my own voice. My hands trembled as they cradled my bruised stomach. The pain in my body was nothing compared to the agony twisting in my heart.
"Christopher is a monster... how could he hit me? How could he strike me knowing I'm carrying his child?" I whispered, a tear slipping down my cheek.
"No...."
A bitter laugh almost escaped my lips, but it died just as quickly. I pressed my back to the cold wall, closing my eyes for a moment.
"He doesn't love me. I know that. I've always known that. But he could've at least shown some compassion. Not for me... but for our unborn children. But no, his pride, his obsession with Abigail, it means more to him than life, than family."
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