have I never realized how good you are at faking these things?”
The white lights on the ceiling blinded me, making my eyes water. I slowly shut them.
I could feel the child leaving my body, but the pain in my heart had long surpassed that of my body. The lower half of my body was numb, but my heart still felt like it was being repeatedly stabbed.
Chuck had killed his own child. He’d kept his word—he’d brought the child to this world, and he’d sent it away.
Valerie was curious to see what the fetus looked like, so she got up to take a closer look. Chuck hurriedly blocked the trash can and said, “Don’t look, Val. You’ll get nightmares.”
However, she started acting coquettish with him.
