* Trigger warning guys! This chapter will talk about the loss of a child and some rather graphic details that deal with trauma and abuse, so just please be aware.Killian, She woke up screaming, and more than that. She woke up fighting and screaming, and was out of bed and running before I could get to her. I followed her and saw her head in the toilet as she threw up violently, and she was crying and heaving, and it was such a mess, I knew whatever she’d just dreamed or remembered was horrific. Then she was pulling at the shirt she had on, and like she was trying to get to her stomach underneath with her fingernails. I went to the floor on my knees and held her hands, just whispering over and over that I was here and she was safe. Whether she could hear me or not, I honestly didn’t know at that point. “Please, get them out, please, we have to get them out. He’s going to find me, and he’ll hurt them and make me watch. I can’t do that again, please, take them out. Don’t let him hurt
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