Oliver wanted to see her bleed herself dry!

Boom!

Thunder struck even harder on this rainy night.

There was no one on the roads. The heavy rain blanketed the entire place, making it difficult to see a distance away.

Oliver didn’t know how long he stood in the rain.

The only thing he knew was that blood kept flowing from Fanny, combining with the rainwater and flowing from the backseat to his feet, staining the ground a dark red.

The smell of blood was becoming increasingly intense.

It resembled the fishy taste of a fish he hated eating when he was young. The memory almost made him gag.

Oliver shuddered, as if electricity shook through his body.

Raindrops trickled from strands of his hair. He finally bent over to look at Fanny, slumped across the backseat.

She looked as pale as a porcelain doll. Her skin looked so fair and transparent, so fragile, as if it would break with a light touch.

Oliver’s heart was breaking.

He just didn’t understand.

his

him

to

No!

Not enough!

Far from enough!

want anyone to know, don’t do

child’s life to teach him the harshest lesson of

The child…

the blood

Reality finally hit him.

This blood…

Was his child!

finally cried

The baby was gone.

bleeding heavily,

so much research and thought back on so much during

she didn’t expose herself

the chance to touch Fanny’s belly and talk

look more like him or

He would never know.

succeeded in her

kin felt was akin to having one’s limbs were being battered endlessly with a

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