Kayla POV The pain was immediate—hot, sharp, and all-consuming. I slumped in Adrians arms, my hands instinctively flying to the wound on my stomach. Warm, wet blood gushed between my fingers. "No… no, no, no…" I whispered, falling to my knees. The sound around me blurred into static. Screams, shouts, footsteps—I couldn’t make anything out clearly. All I could feel was the life draining from me… and from the child growing inside me. My baby. My heart clenched as I cried out, “No! No please!” The tears came fast and hard, blinding me as Adrian and I pressed our shaking hands harder against my stomach. But it wasn’t stopping. I could feel it—the weakening heartbeat of my baby, the slowing, the cold spreading up my spine. “I’m losing him,” I choked. “Goddess, please… please don’t let this happen again…” I rocked slightly, gasping for breath. “Please protect my child… please save them… I don’t care what happens to me. Just not again. Not again…” I was spiraling, slipping further a
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