"Even if it is innocent, it's still your baby which makes it my enemy too."
He pressed one gloved hand on her tummy and applied so much pressure that her abdomen started cramping. She could only groan in pain and ground out, "No, stop. You devil, stop."
Dr. Clown shook his head as he pressed harder until she let out a shout. Freya felt something liquid pour down from between her legs. It was something lukewarm that felt like water at first and then something warm and hot like blood.
She felt tears well up in her eyes as she realized that she had lost the baby. Tears streamed down her face as she started sobbing from both the pain she was feeling and the ache of losing her baby.
"Oh, boohoo. You lost the baby, get over it. You can always make another, that is if you ever get out of here." Dr. Clown said, sounding so happy.
