Chapter18
#Chapter18
I was hysterical. I banged my head repeatedly so Seth came up to me and held my hand. Tricia’s face shows that she is also having a hard time but she keeps her demeanor professional.
I struggled from Seth’s grip on me, and when I could finally get out I hit him hard on the chest. I did it over and over again, but he didn’t even budge and didn’t even stop me for what I did.
/"W-where is my son! Give him back to me! Please, oh, God! /" Because with each movement of my hand the needle pierced my flesh, I scrambled to remove the needle that binds the dextrose attached to me. I beg to look at Tricia. /"Please, Tricia, we’re friends, aren’t we? I-I want you to tell me that my s-son is okay. I want you to tell me that he is still in my womb! /" I shouted the last word.
If anyone sees me, they’ll say I’m crazy. I could no longer control the rush of emotions that engulfed my feelings.