Chapter 87-Wicked

SAVANNAH.

I whimper as she pushes me to the floor and walks back to where she was standing. “Your father thinks I'm a fool. I loved him even when I knew he didn't give two fucks about me. I was willing to lose everything to prove my love to him. You know what he did? He used me,” she says, her voice pained. “He used me as a vessel to protect your mother. He pretended to love me, and I was stupid to believe him.” I groan as the pain in my belly increases, and I pray nothing happens to my child. “Do you want to know the truth about your mother?”

I remain silent, focusing on the pain in my stomach. My silence worsens her disposition because she walks over and kicks me back. “You answer me when I speak to you!” Like Sophia, she's dressed in all black with boots on. “You are alive right now only because I say so. Answer me accordingly!”

I raise my head and glare at her. “You will pay for this,” I say, despite my pain. “You won't go free, Becca.” I look over at Sophia, whose hands are balled