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191 – PAINFUL TRUTH

POV: HENRY“Roger, stop!” Margareth cried, sobbing, trying to hold him back by the arms. “This is real! It’s James! He’s our son, but he… he’s sick!”“This is fake!” he shouted, spitting on the broken device.“What the hell are you doing?” I exclaimed, stepping forward, the rage burning in my throat like fire. “Are you defending a kidnapper just because he shares your blood?”“YOU WANT TO SHAME US IN FRONT OF THE WORLD?” Roger roared so loudly, his voice echoed through the room. His face was red, his eyes bulging with fury, and his breathing was short and ragged. “You want us to turn against our own son because of a video? That was staged, Henry!”He pointed a trembling finger at me as if accusing me with his eyes could somehow erase the truth.“YOU set this up!” Roger bellowed, clutching his chest like he’d been struck. He stumbled a step back. “You're trying to destroy us!”Margareth rushed to him, alarmed.“Roger, please, calm down!” she begged through tears, gripping her husband's

192 – THE ESCAPE

POV: LAUREN“Are you behind all of this?” I asked, unable to hide the tremor in my voice. The words came out almost as a whisper, shaky, scraping through my raw throat. That revelation made me shudder. My eyes were locked on him, searching for some logical explanation for the madness. But there was nothing logical there. Nothing. “Why, Ravi?” I pressed, my voice breaking, feeling my throat tighten even more. He let out an impatient sigh, as if my anguish was annoying to him. With slow movements, he removed the rest of the surgical mask, revealing his face—calm, cold, and completely devoid of guilt. His half-lidded eyes conveyed a cruel boredom, like he was tired of watching me suffer. “You followed my pregnancy from the very beginning.” I said, swallowing hard, the tears burning my eyes. “I trusted you. I thought I could trust you.”

193 – I NEED TO SAVE MY DAUGHTER

POV: LAURENMy knees were giving out. Every two steps, a new contraction took over my body, forcing me to stop and grab onto anything I could for support. The pain was sharp, tearing me from the inside. I cried out, feeling my muscles clench involuntarily. Blood kept dripping, staining the floor in thick drops. “Easy, baby…” I whispered with a shaky voice, one hand gently pressing against my belly. “It’s okay, it’s going to be okay… Just a little longer.” My face was soaked in sweat and tears. Air came in gasps, my lips trembling. I tried to take a deep breath, but the pain came back, forcing each whimper out of me. “Oh God, this hurts so much.” I grated my teeth through the pain. But I wasn’t going to stop. I couldn’t stop. Because now, more than ever, my da

194 – SAVE MY DAUGHTER

POV: LAURENThe cold floor beneath my knees felt distant from the real pain consuming my lower belly. I had no idea where I was. Everything was dark, blurry, and confusing. Every wall, every street, and every corner seemed to spin around me. I placed my hand on a nearby wall, leaving behind a sticky red mark of blood. “I need help.” I whispered, my lips trembling and my breath shallow. I kept moving—or rather, dragging myself with effort. One step at a time. The dizziness intensified. My head felt heavy, and the contractions were already coming in endless waves. I felt more blood and fluid run down between my legs, thick streams soaking the nightgown that was once white. Now, it was almost entirely red. My feet left uneven footprints on the floor. Every touch of fabric against my skin was a cruel reminder of what was happening: my daughter wanted to be born. And I was alone. I reached a busy stre

195 – WHERE IS MY WIFE?

POV: HENRYI looked at the phone screen one more time. The tracker was still flashing red.Location active.Latitude, longitude… deactivated industrial zone. My jaw tightened. I knew that place. An old warehouse owned by the company, abandoned for years, isolated from the city—hidden enough for any kind of shit to happen without anyone hearing a scream. I opened the glove compartment and took out the small wooden box. The family crest engraved on the lid was worn over time. I ran my fingers over the Carter initials with a tightness in my chest.“I never thought I’d have to use this, Dad,” I murmured, feeling my voice crack. I opened the box and stared at my father's old pistol. The weight of the gun in my hands was lighter than the weight of the responsibility I was about to take on. I bit the inside of my cheek until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.“I need to protect them.&rdqu

196 – I’M GOING TO KILL YOU

POV: HENRYJames looked me straight in the eyes, his teeth stained with blood and a crooked smile on his face. “Who?” he replied mockingly. “You’re really tense, Henry… Relax; let’s talk. How about a cup of coffee?” I stared at him in silence for a second. His blood splattered on the floor. My muscles were tense, ready to explode. “I’m not in the mood for your games, James,” I growled. Without giving him time for another provocation, I slammed my knee hard into his abdomen. The impact made his body fold, gasping and spitting out saliva mixed with blood. James collapsed to the ground, groaning loudly, face down. I took a few steps around him, trying to control my breathing, but the fury had already taken over. I kicked his ribs hard. Once. Twice. His groans of pain echoed through the empty warehouse.

197 – DON’T LET THEM DIE

POV: HENRYThe phone rang in my pocket. The sound was loud and repetitive. I ignored it at first. I kept pressing down on the wound with my foot. He groaned in pain, his face sweaty and smeared with blood. But the ringing didn’t stop.I pulled out the phone with my free hand, keeping the gun aimed at him. I answered.“Hello?” My voice came out firm, but tense.“Mr. Henry Carter? This is the emergency department at Central Municipal Hospital,” a professional voice echoed on the other end. “Your wife, Lauren Becker, was admitted a few minutes ago.”My whole body tensed. My breath caught for a second.“Her condition is serious. We need you to come immediately. Authorization is required for the procedures.”“Is she okay?” I asked, feeling a weight in my chest. My legs nearly gave out. “She and the baby?”“Her condition is unstable. She’s lost a lot of blood. We’re trying to stabilize her now,” the doctor replied seriously. “We need your presence as soon as possible.”I remained silent for

198 – IT’S TOO SOON

POV: LAURENIn the background, the steady beeping of a heart monitor pulled me back into consciousness. Before I even opened my eyes, I groaned in pain. My body was tense, my chest heaving. I tried to sit up abruptly, but something pulled on my arm, stopping the movement. A sharp sting shot through me, and then a strong contraction tore across my abdomen like a hot blade. I clenched my teeth hard, trembling. My hands gripped the sides of the stretcher in desperation. My skin was damp, sweat streaming down my temples, sticking my hair to my forehead. I opened my eyes slowly, scared, trying to understand where I was. The room was white, cold, and sterile. The ceiling lights blurred my vision. There was an IV in my arm. I looked down at my belly, bringing my hand to it urgently. It was tight, tense… and my baby wasn’t moving. “Where am I?” I murmured with a weak, hoarse voice, still gasping. I tried to lift mysel

199 – THE CRY OF LIFE

POV: LAUREN“We need you to try to stay calm,” the doctor said in a low voice, forcing a reassuring tone. “Your blood pressure is unstable. This could harm both you and the baby…” “No!” I interrupted, feeling a hot wave of despair rise from my stomach to my throat. “I don’t want to calm down! I want to know if my daughter is okay!” I screamed through sobs, my whole body twisting from the pain and crying. “Is she… is she alive?” Their silence destroyed me inside. For a moment, everything seemed to stop. The sound of the monitor, the nurse’s touch, even my own breathing. My eyes widened, and my throat tightened. The doctor looked away for a second, as if carefully choosing every word. “Miss…?” He looked at me, holding the clipboard. “Lauren…” My voice came out weak, broken.

200 – DON’T LET THEM TAKE HER

POV: LAURENA loud, whiny, strong cry—full of life. I sobbed instantly, the sound cutting through me while also giving me back the heart I thought I had lost. Relief washed over me for a moment. The tears streamed down even harder. The masked nurse approached slowly, holding my baby in his arms. She was wrapped in a white cloth. My chest nearly burst when he brought her close to my face. And then I saw her. Alice. Her little blue eyes were open, alert, taking in everything around her. Just like mine. Her skin was still pink, her tiny body fragile and perfect. On her wrist, a small red birthmark in the shape of a heart was clearly visible. “Hi, baby girl…” I whispered with a choked voice, unable to hold back the tears. “I’m your mommy, sweetheart. Everything’s okay now, okay? I promised I’d protect you. Mommy’s here&hel

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