Racheal woke with a groggy yawn, her eyes squinting against the stream of morning light spilling through the curtains. She pushed herself upright, her limbs heavy, her body sluggish.. until the reminder hit her. The thing inside her. Her hand drifted to her stomach, a dull weight pressing beneath her palm. The breath she let out was sharp, almost bitter. Every day that passed meant the baby grew stronger, older, and the thought made her skin prickle. She needed it gone. She needed Olivia gone.. out of Christopher’s life, out of their way and— Olivia. The name jolted through her mind, her heart skipping a beat. Where was Olivia? Had they found her? A sick twist of nausea rose in her throat as panic clawed its way up. She threw the sheets off and stumbled into the hall. She needed answers. Nathan? No. Nathan was a wall of shadows, impossible to read, his words and smiles were always a trap. But Christopher… yes, Christopher. His face, his voice, his body language, he would give
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