Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 332

322-The Ugly Fate.

Maura Despair:

It's been two days since I killed that rascal, and honestly speaking. I've never fell so amazing before.

The feeling of triumph I felt when I bashed his head with that brick was still lingering inside me.

I've been living alone in the woods, and miraculously, no killer came to hurt me.

'Ah!" A groan escaped my lips as I shivered and threw up again.

Taking deep breaths and forcing my body to get up, I looked around to find shelter.

The storm was setting in, and I was in no condition to stay outside when I hadn't even eaten anything as well.

One day ago, somebody mugged me and took away my phone and bag. I was left with nothing but my miserable self.

As I proceeded to take steps towards the road, I felt something liquid between my legs.

Before long. I already knew what had happened.

’No!" I shook my head, staring at the blood.

’I cannot lose you,’ I cried loudly, finally realizing what was going on with my health.

’Fucking hell!" I cried and ran into the woods again, running till my feet gave up and I passed out. The pain I felt was bad.

I have lost yet another person who could have been family to me.

Before I could find out I was pregnant, the miscarriage took it all from

for

the only

been so long since I haven't had comfort. Although

was right. Outside those walls, I'm nothing,* I uttered and started my journey back

only I had not rushed and taken my

cowshed, I realized I had yet to discover

cows

for them since I knew how to

sat

long, red hair, I closed my eyes and gently

its life, I found it moving a

up, and when I opened my eyes to give them a smile, I met with confused and angry glares

when they arrived, but I knew they had

the elderly women yelled, and the others started shoving the fire lanterns in my

you see what she did?’ another man yelled, running around and informing as many pack members

I was just trying to help them get-," I was stuttering and throwing my body to the side to create distance between

too," it was then that one of the

never hurt anyone,’ I was panicking and crying

kill your father?' A man threatened me if I told him the

was so scared and unable

wa—," that was the confession they

witch!’ a girl in her mid-forties yelled,

moving," I whimpered, begging them to

noises they were making and

do it before it

call him. He will tell you I am not a bad person," I begged,

of the oldest

to hurt the

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