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Tabitha's POV Although I managed to keep my twins, I felt like Derek took away the last bit of light in my world. He already knew he was their father. From now on, he would definitely not let me go. But I had already grown tired of this game. I felt like I was trapped under a huge net, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't escape. I didn't know how to seek revenge, nor could I see any glimmer of hope. I couldn't do anything while I was pregnant. I could only rub my belly over and over again. Every day, I prayed to the Moon Goddess that I could safely give birth to my babies. I was getting more and more depressed, even talking less to Dad. His legs had gotten a lot better, and he could now walk freely around the house without needing assistance. It was already summer, and it