Nat stared at the ceiling feeling exhausted. Like she had been running for a long time but not reaching anywhere and now even her bones were tired.
She did not want to move even an inch. Her hands reached for her belly. The monster had stopped hurting her to save this child. Her child! Or his child?
What if it was a boy that looked and behaved like Chris? Would she ever be able to love him? No! She would be abhorred and wanted to kill that child. But… What if it was a girl that looked like her? An innocent girl with many dreams.
A tear fell from her eyes just by thinking that she would kill that innocent child. Nora had told her to hurry or it would be too late!
But how could she hurry!? She did not have the heart to kill her own child but at the same time, she was afraid that she could not accept the child that belonged to him, her monster.
"Nat! It is noon already? Are you not planning to wake up today?" The housekeeper knocked on the door again with a frown.
