Chapter 21

Fear.

Anxiety.

Horror.

Isla jolted awake and her hands flew to her belly.

“My pup.” She whispered with a croaky voice.

The stinging memory of what happened hit her like a truck.

The hallway.

Just by the stairs.

The force, someone did it. She felt the hard shove. Someone orchestrated this madness.

“T...

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