Earlier, Hanna woke up in a daze.
She was pregnant and was suffering from motion sickness but at this time, her breathing wasn’t good.
She didn’t like the smell of the dark place.
She felt like she had been sleeping for a long time and she just woke up.
Her body was trembling, fragile.
Lips were moving soundlessly.
Hanna looked around trying to hold on to her remaining strength.
She couldn’t see anything in a dim place until someone dragged her hair behind.
The force was so strong that she felt her scalp burning.
She tried moving but she was stuffed with a rope wrapped around her body.
“Who… who are you?” With a shocking staggering tone, Hanna asked.
“Huh! I don’t think you know me but I know you!” Trishia answered with a sarcastic tone.
“Please let me go. I am pregnant. Please… I have nothing to give you. I am just a poor girl who is living on an isolated island.” Hanna would do anything to save her baby even if she begged a stranger.
