(From Blue's Perspective)
"He is beautiful," I muttered.
"Give him to me," Dem said sternly.
"W-What?"
"I said give him to me."
He could not want to hold the child because he felt some kind of affection towards it. There was surely something else that was in his mind.
"Why?" I asked, looking at him carefully.
He snatched the child away from me, despite my efforts. I was too weak to stop him, but I still tried all I could, only to fail.
"Don't hold him like that. He will get hurt," I cried. "Your grip... Loosen your g-grip..."
"I told you I don't want a black-eyed child," he muttered angrily. "It is not on you who you will give birth to. But I have decided that it won't be my child."
"What are you saying?" I asked, sobbing.
He did not look at me even for once as he started to leave the room. "Don't... Where are you taking him? Don't. You are not going to kill him, are you?"
