AVA KILLIAN Ava’s body ached as hell as opened her eyes and blinked into the dim, cold stone room, her head throbbing hard, as the echoes of the Luna Sentinels kept repeating in her head, their cruelty and the way they watched her panic even whilst she struggles for not feeling her child, she wondered if they were just carrying out the works of the Lunar's Covenant or their personal hatred for her. Her throat was raw, her mouth dry as if it had been stuffed with ashes, that she wondered how many hours she had slept for, that she was this extremely dehydrated, She needed water her unborn child needed water. She panicked as she immediately reached instinctively for her stomach, but there was still nothing. No stir, no life. A hollow sob broke from her chest, and tears streamed down her face, hot and fast, as the sharp ache of loss consumed her. She couldn’t feel her baby. Ava’s breath hitched, her body trembling. “Please…” she whispered, though to whom, she didn’t know. Per
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