Camilla's chest shuddered with each ragged breath, pain radiated through her body. Blood still trailed down her legs, soaking the once white gown. Her newborn cooed softly, swaddled tightly in a thin blanket.“You need to leave now, before he gets back,” Imelda said, her trembling despite her attempts to remain calm. She moved quickly, gathering loose blankets to further wrap the baby in.“If he knows you helped me….” Camilla whispered, the words trembling on her lips. “He'll kill you.”Imelda shook her head, letting out a sharp sigh “well, I guess my time is up then,” she said, dragging a small bag close. “ Besides…it's better than working for his self absorbed self anyway.” She dropped to her knees beside Camilla, and shoved the supplies into the bag.“Here..” she said, holding a small bottle of ibuprofen up. “Take these. The pain will be…. manageable. I wish I could come with you, but I can't. You're on your own now. And this little one….” Her gaze softened at the baby's coos. “
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