"She's so beautiful?"
"Why isn't she waking up? Is she dead already?"
"Look at her skin, so many bruises. She must have played so much,"
From her sleep, Amelia could hear the voices of two kids above her. The sound of their voices left her hallucinating.
Their voices were so angelic that Amelia refused to wake up in fear that when she did, she wouldn't be able to hear from them again. In her heart, she bleeds in faded hope, hoping she can birth her unborn child again.
She moaned softly and turned to the other side of the bed. She fixed her hands under her pillow and raised her knee to her chest.
The voice continued, "Is she Uncle Cullen's new girlfriend?"
Amelia's eyes widened. She blinked with wide eyes, trying to convince herself she was still in a dream.
