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CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX : THE REVELATION

작가: Adwubi Gyimaya
last update 게시일: 2026-04-13 03:01:50

RAQUEL POV

I woke up in a white room, my head throbbing with a dull, persistent ache. Where was I? I looked around, disoriented. A small drawer beside the bed held a few basic provisions. The walls were pale, the light fluorescent and unforgiving.

Then yesterday's memories came flooding back. My hand flew to my stomach. I sighed in relief when I still felt my pregnancy bump beneath my fingers.

I tried to sit up. A sharp pain stabbed through my abdomen, forcing a cry from my lips. I collapsed
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