ight barely creeping through the gaps in the curtains. She had o

al voice cold and steady. "Show

d. One for Archer, one for Jadyn. Both were glowing a toxic, bright r

h. She cursed under her brea

ught, Oracle initiated the memory

ved a handful of shattered g

She curled into a tight ball on the velvet mattress, thras

hed behind

and stale sweat. She was heavily pregnant, her hands bound behind her back. The sheer, suffocating t

violentl

ashed it against the wall. She smashed it against the changing table. The uncontrollable rage, the deep, agonizing des

er abruptl

ss. She gasped for air, her lungs burning. Her silk pajamas

c fragments together. The original owner wasn't just born evil. She was suffering from some for

voice shaking with anger. "Confirm

l state is highly unstable and severely fractured. The system on

ed back against the tufted headboa

e a loving mother, Archer wouldn't buy it. He would thi

ame. She had to keep weari

e floor. Her bare feet padded silently across the carpet t

bottle of expensive Bourbon. She poure

d back and downed the

hroat and hit her stomach, chasing away the

ted running through scenarios in her head, practicing the exact f

interrupted

ther shoes against the hallway

t without making a sound. She moved tow

inst the cold wood of the do

the butler's low, hushed voice filtered thro

s going to be here today. The first r

s gone, replaced by the hardened resolve of an

ck to the bed and cli

comforter all the way up, c

ing her muscles to relax. She needed sle

ly kicked in, dragging her down