"Whitney… Did she…" Luke was the first to come back to his senses, his eyes instantly bloodshot. "I'm going to find Whitney. This can't be real.""Yeah, Luke. Let's find her right now. That brat has always been good at acting. Let's see what she's really up to."They exhausted all sorts of methods to search for me. But when they finally arrived at the abandoned warehouse where I'd been held, all they found was a pool of blood, a tiny, lifeless fetus, and my blood-stained coat. Luke froze, trembling as he shook his head violently. "No way. This isn't real."Tears streamed down his cheeks. His grief was so crushing that his legs gave out, and with a heavy thud, he collapsed to the ground. Like a desperate animal, he crawled forward and clutched the bloody coat to his chest."Luke!" Yvonne cried out."Whitney, where did you go?" He then lunged forward and scooped up the tiny body, screaming hysterically, "Where's my child?""T-They were killed by the kidnappers," Yvonne said, rush
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