Chapter 105


    Chapter 105 He Killed His Own Child


    Landing on my tailbone, a sharp pain exploded through me, snapping me back to reality. I looked over


    to see Moore at the well’s edge after being pulled out by Idris.


    She was gasping for air, weakly slumped against Idris and coughing


    continuously, her face as white as a ghost. I figured it Idris had been just a second.ter, she would


    have been a goner.


    His eyes were on me, icy and almostpletely void of warmth, filled with what seemed like loathing.


    I could tell he was furious.


    He did not say a word. He just scooped Moore up in his arms and walked away.


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    ach, sweat beading on my forehead.


    “What’s wrong?” Mom’s voice was tinged with concern.


    Maxwell’s arms were suddenly around my waist, lifting me to my feet.


    As I stood, a warm trickle ran down my legs, and I looked down to see a spreading Hain of red on the


    ground. My mind reeled as if struck by lightning


    Mom’s voice was a rate of shock and fear as she saw the pool po the


    “Yvette, you’re bleeding so much!” Zoe’s eyes were fixed on the line of blood trailing down my calf to


    the ground.


    I was frozen, a chill wrapping around me, my heart too tight to speak.


    It must have been from the fall, the one that I thought had just bruised my tailbone during. However…


    “The baby…” My voice was a whisper, strangled by tears.


    “Quick, to the hospital!” Mom’s cry was sharp, her tears flowing like a kite lost to the wind.


    When exactly did I ck out? I think it was right after Maxwell scooped me up and we bolted from the


    old manor. I caught a glimpse of Madam Young stepping out, confusion written all over her face. Then


    there were the Young kids, staring at me with a mix of pity, sympathy, and, oh yeah, a touch of ‘I’m sure


    d that’s not me!!


    Those looks must have stung more than I thought because that was when I shut


    my eyes.


    I found myself in a sea of white mist, chasing after the silhouette of my dad. I called out to him, but he


    did not answer or even nce back, just kept moving forward.


    It felt like forever before he finally turned around and gave me that smile, a smile that was both happy


    and heartbroken. I had not seen him in ages. When he stopped and waited for me, I just lost it and ran


    to him, sobbing, “Dad, I’ve missed you so much. Like, really missed you.”


    He wrapped his arms around me, silent. After what seemed like an eternity, he gently said, “Yvette, it’s


    time to head back. Let him go, and start living for yourself.”


    I had no clue who he meant by ‘him,‘ but I could not let go, shaking my head frantically. There was so


    much left unsaid. “Dad, I found Alex, I…”


    Before I could get the words out, he was gone. I searched frantically, calling out for him, but he was


    nowhere. I was left crying, feeling utterly alone.


    Yvette, Yvette…”