Chapter 97

Natalie was in so much pain that she couldn’t even speak. Cold sweat drenched her hair, gluing it to her forehead. She just clutched her lower abdomen and moaned in agony.

Rosie immediately threw back the covers to see what was wrong, and as she did, a pungent metallic smell of blood filled the air. Natalie’s pajama bottoms were wet through with blood on one side!

“Oh my God…” Rosie screamed, her voice laced with terror. She spun around to grab her phone. Natalie needed an ambulance, and fast!

But as she turned, Natalie grabbed the hem of her clothes, saying, “Don’t call anyone…”

“What else can we do?” Rosie was nearly incoherent with fright.

Natalie had some medical knowledge and understood what was happening.

“Just… get some hemostatic drugs… It’ll be okay…” she gasped out between breaths.

“I’ll go get the meds. Don’t move! I’ll be right back!” With tears and snot mingling on her face. Rosie grabbed her purse and bolted out the door.

body cold and clammy with sweat.

body had become rigid, spasming with excruciating pain whenever her

to get out of bed

“Hey, little dummy!”

didn’t even feel the pain, but she heard someone near her and was calling

anyone had called

with selective mutism for a while when she

remembered how she developed the condition, but it was likely

not to speak of their dirty laundry because Natalie couldn’t express

only when she embarked on her elementary school years that she gradually

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it. So, when she first arrived at the Howard family, she was practically silent, which led the family to nickname her “ttle dummy”

would call her that to her face, always with an

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