House of Sighs
She’d been so diligent, fear acting as the best discipline.
Pain seared again, a second wave. Her memory flashed to lessons at school, blurred advice from science teachers about spider bites. Should she tear strips from her shirt and fashion a tourniquet, or was that for snakes? Was it better to localize the venom or let it spread and dilute? Damn it, she couldn’t remember.
What about my baby?
She grabbed at her stomach. Nausea painted her face gray.
“Oh, my God.”
She was at the end of the earth and flooded with the venom from the second-most deadly spider in the fucking country. Diana will know what to do.
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