Chapter 8: Aftermath

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A R A B E L L A ' S P.O.V I opened my eyes, squinting as a raging headache hit me suddenly. My cheek was throbbing, and my entire body felt as though I had just been hit by a truck. Then all my memories came flooding back. Clarissa, and her brave attempt to save me, the man who savagely beat me, the baby. Immediately my hand dropped to my stomach, the prominent bump was sticking out and feeling full. Even though my fear was slightly eased, there was this strange sense of promise that was slowly creeping in. If my baby was...god, I couldn't even say the words. "Arabella," My name was called out, sounding like a siren quietly beckoning me over. I turned my head, groaning slightly, as my body was lifted up so my back was pressed against a headboard. "Hey, welcome back baby. How are

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