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He’s born first, and he’s beautiful.
A full head of black hair, tiny little hands balled into fists, eyes the same colour as mine, and teeny-tiny little fangs.
Mariana remarks that he’s the most adorable, frightening thing she’s ever seen as she passes him out the door to her husband. In Adam’s big arms he looks like a doll, and from the doorway my brother gives me an incredulous look as he gazes from the baby and back to me. If I had to guess, I’d say he’s just as surprised as I am that his little sister is now a Mom.
“Are you ready to try again?” Marianna turns back smiling at me. “One more big push should do it.”
I shake my head. I don’t want my daughter to come out, not now, not ever. I want to shield her safely inside my womb just as she’s shielding me now from Viper’s reach.
But that can’t happen.
I look up and cry out as Yin runs into the room, her eyes huge and frightened.
I’ve never seen her look this way before. She’s supposed to be the strong one.
“Angie?” She asks, her voice wavering.
“Yin, thank God. I’m still me.”
Her shoulders slump, and she lets out a deep breath. I realise she has no idea what to expect when my mind’s taken over again. For all she knows I could become a homicidal killer. I’ve tried to prepare her, but even I don’t really know what will happen once Viper regains his control.
What I’ll do. What I’ll say.
But for now, I have my wits.
“Yin, listen, we don’t have time. I can’t hold her in much longer. We have to go with plan B. The moment she’s born you need to take her. Take her to the mountains. Get her far, far away.”
“No,” she growls. “I’ll wait here and kill him when he comes for you.”
I shake my head.
“He won’t come for me. He’ll send someone. It would be too obvious otherwise that he has a link to me. Please, Yin, you have to go.”
“I know, I know,” she squeezes my hand, “I’m so sorry that I didn’t try to kill Viper months ago. I shouldn’t have left it this long. I should have…”
“Stop,” I whisper. “We both thought The Free Men would do as they promised. Fucking Phil. Ugh!” I groan as I feel the inevitable beginning.
“Take her, Yin,” I whisper. “Don’t ever let me find her. Don’t take my calls, don’t answer anything from me at all. It’s not safe. Until the day Viper’s confirmed dead, I’m his. Do you understand? I won’t be me.”
“I understand,” she whispers, as I groan and my daughter enters the world in a gush of blood.