No Escape From Fate
the brunette says dreamily, stroking her flat belly.
It feels as if I’ve been hit by a bus. An icy avalanche crashes through my insides, and that vile fear and doubt crawl back into my soul—this time deeper, harsher, squeezing my heart even tighter.
“You’re lying…” my voice betrays me, trembling.
“Do you think so?” Bahira asks calmly and lifts her shirt, revealing her carpites. I see a beautiful flower, rose-like in shape, and a small yet distinct bud growing from its stem. I’d seen something like this once before—on Alaya. My eyes fill with tears, refusing to believe it.
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