Anna’s POVThe shadow moved closer, and my pulse raced violently. Every nerve in my body screamed. The babies twisted inside me, tiny fists pressing outward, as if they knew what I already feared.“Who… who is it?” I whispered, voice trembling.The masked figure stood silently beside me, calm and precise, their presence both comforting and terrifying. “Soon,” they said quietly. “But you must prepare yourself. The truth is heavier than you imagine.”I clenched my fists over my stomach. The energy inside me surged, responding to my fear and rage. Every pulse of the babies’ small movements amplified it. The intruders had underestimated me—but the real danger was closer than I could have imagined.The shadow stepped fully into the light. My stomach twisted violently. My knees threatened to buckle.It was Sam.Shock and Denial“No… no, this can’t be,” I whispered, backing away.Sam’s eyes were cold, distant, almost unrecognizable. “Anna… it had to be done,” he said softly, voice low and pa
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