Chapter Twenty-Seven – The Awakening
Anna’s P.O.V.
Something was wrong.
I knew it before the first pain stole my breath.
It started as a dull ache low in my abdomen.
Small.
Easy enough to ignore.
I shifted in bed, pressing a hand against the underside of my stomach.
“Easy, little one,” I whispered.
Another pain answered.
Sharper this time.
It rolled through me like a wave before disappearing just as quickly as it had come.
Seven months.
It was too soon.
Far too soon.
A knock sounded at my bedroom door.
Before I could answer, Aaliyah stepped inside carrying a steaming mug.
One look at my face and the smile disappeared from hers.
“Anna?”
I tried to answer.
Another pain ripped through me.
The mug shattered against the hardwood floor.
“Aaliyah…”
Her eyes widened.
“Seren
