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Chapter 66: Born in Chaos

Autor: David Writes
last update Data de publicação: 2026-03-22 05:31:21

Mariella’s POV

Mother Superior didn’t argue. For the first time since I had known her… she didn’t respond in her usual haughty manner.

She simply nodded, then she grabbed my arm.

“Come,” she said.

Another contraction ripped through me before I could stand. It felt like my guts were being twisted with a fork. I cried out and bent forward, desperately clutching my stomach.

Why now? Why now?

Outside, there was so much gunfire that I was starting to find it difficult to tell the gunshots apart fr
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