Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Ten months later, Bonnie was finally in labor.

Lying on the operating table, she was dazzled by the bright shadowless lamp. Then she heard the nervous voices from the obstetrician and nurses.

"We have a breech birth here. She needs an emergency C-section!"

"Too late. She's hemorrhaging. Call her family! They need to make a decision now!"

"Her family is here!"

Sebastian arrived?

Even since Bonnie Morgan got pregnant, he had never turned up. Now she was in labor, and finally he was here!

Her heart racing with excitement, Bonnie craned her neck and managed a few words, her lips chapped, "Sebastian, our baby… Why are you here, Bella Jones?!"

Bella, dressed in a white wedding gown covered with little diamonds, walked slowly towards Bonnie with a charming smile. Bonnie’s eyes stung as she saw this scene.

Bella was wearing the Angel's Wedding Dress, the dress she was going to wear at her and Sebastian’s wedding! But why was Bella wearing it now?

you. He’s waiting for me

violently. Seized with labor pains, she clenched her fists.

doesn’t want me to suffer pain, so

If Sebastian had feelings for you,

I want to see him. I need to see Sebastian!" Bonnie kept shaking her head, struggling to get off the operating table. But as soon as she moved, blood gushed

rang, and the

delivery. She’s dying," Bella was able to speak the meanest words in the

for a moment before saying slowly, "She

It was Sebastian’s voice!

for twelve years, Bonnie knew as much about him as she did about herself, and was certain that

say she

she could taste the blood in her mouth. Somehow, she thought of that night when Sebastian whispered in her ear in the darkness, "If you get pregnant, give birth to

appeared again since that night. No wonder she had been kept in the house since she had got pregnant. No wonder Bella was wearing the Angel's Wedding Dress, the dress she had longed

had loved for twelve years

was a pool of dark liquid spread out

it hard for Bonnie to think

future," Bella said as she turned to the obstetrician. "We choose the baby. Give it to