Chapter 45

"Surprise, Catherine?" Elizabeth asked as she slapped her in the face, making Catherine turn her head sideways and groan in pain. "Bitch! Take that." Another slap,"... you, of all people, took my Shawn away. I am going to enjoy killing you slowly, you know." Elizabeth sneered and pushed Catherine's head.

The pain, the concern for her baby — it was all Catherine could think of. The distress takes over a portion of her brain, as if dealing with it was energy-consuming enough without the effort of new thoughts. It stole the part of her and she knew her lips were bleeding, her ears were still ringing from the never-ending slap, and she realized Elizabeth wouldn't let her live. She wanted her dead, but all she could ever think of was the baby on her tummy... Oh God, no! Please let her leave. A silent prayer was the only thing she could do now. She was at her mercy. But knowing Shawn had abandoned her, the pain was palpable: disappointment and sadness mingled, the kind of pain that burns as