Chapter One Hundred Twenty SevenAyla wasn't feeling well as soon as Fiyero came back. Especially when she saw his hand stained with blood. Her mind is in chaos. Para bang gusto niyang magpakalayo-layo para makalimutan lahat ng nangyari ngayong gabi. As soon as the car started, no one dared to speak a word. She wanted Fatiha beside her pero natatakot naman ito sa sariling kapatid kaya lumipat ito sa frontseat. Napalunok siya ng laway at pilit na pinapakalma ang sarili. Pero lalo lang lumala ang nararamdaman niyang discomfort. Mariin siyang napakapit sa kanyang damit. That familiar pain from her abdomen, it triggers her so much. She hardly swallowed the lump on her throat and grabbed Fiyero's hand digging her nails deep into his skin. "I'm in pain" she struggled to say as she tries her best to breath calmly. "Fiyero my belly hurts so bad" she worriedly said and looked at him fearfully. All his cold demeanor suddenly dropped into fear. "Spiros,
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