(Amaia)
(The contents of this chapter are sensitive. Reader discretion is advised. Please, keep your mental health in check while reading.)
I can't believe my ears. My widened eyes blink at her, ensuring I am not trapped in a nightmare.
What is she planning on doing, kill him? Kill her own son? The one she carried for nine months.
And what does she mean by triplets? Is Alnilam Natianu's son? That can't be. He can't come from two of the most evil people alive.
Alnilam is too pure for that. With tears shining in my eyes, the ones I am trying to control but unable to, I ask.
"What do you mean by triplets?" The agonising pain has now travelled up to my arm.
