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Ending Hellen

Penulis: sylvia
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Amara’s POV

Panic surged through me like fire licking at my insides, though the house was silent. I glanced down at the tiny, lifeless body lying on the bed. My son. My little baby. His face looked almost peaceful now, as though he had simply drifted into sleep. But there was no rise and fall in his chest, no tiny fists clenching, no faint cry to disturb the night. He was gone.

For a long moment, I just stood there, staring at him, willing him to move. I wanted to hear that soft whimper again, even the wails that had once grated on my nerves. Anything but this silence. My trembling fingers brushed his cold cheek, and the truth struck me harder than any blow ever could, my baby was dead.

A thousand emotions warred inside me, grief, anger, shame, relief. I should have screamed. I should have fallen apart. But instead, numbness coated me like ice. I couldn’t let him stay here. Not tonight, not in my house.

It was nearly midnight, the perfect time to do what no mother should ever do. I w
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