Chapter 15 Loosing Her Child

I woke up from the nightmare I was having, my head pounding and my body feeling as though it were encased in lead.

The room around me was disorientingly familiar this was my room in Richards house, the place I had to leave behind unwillingly.

I squinted at the walls, the dim morning light creeping through the curtains. My heart raced, and a cold sweat broke out on my skin.

My thoughts churned wildly. Was this a dream? I thought, squeezing my eyes shut. I tried to deny reality by reopening them, only to find the same room, the same oppressive silence.

This was my room, a place I had once thought I would never see again. How did I end up here? Had I somehow been reborn again?

A wave of fear surged through me, suffocating and overwhelming as memories of that night’s horrors crashed into my mind in relentless, brutal flashes.

Their faces, their hands, their taunts, and laughter—each recollection sliced through my psyche like shards of glass.

My breath came in shallow, ragge