#Chapter 339: Grand Plans

Olivia When Nathan finished telling me his story, I felt as though the walls were caving in on me. I stared at Nathan, my eyes wide with disbelief. “Let me get this straight,” I said, my voice edged with a tremor that couldn’t be denied. “If we kill this witch, our unborn child will die? Is that what you’re telling me?” Nathan ran a hand through his disheveled hair. “Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying. I don’t know how she’d do it, but I have to believe that she wasn’t bluffing.” My blood ran cold at the thought of this. Just as I had suspected, this pregnancy was the ‘gift’ that the witch had been referring to. And, also as I had suspected, she was using it against us as leverage to get what she wanted: Aurora. “So what, we're just supposed to let her go? Leave her to do who knows what to who knows who?” My voice was tinged with desperation, bordering on hysteria. The walls felt like they were closing in, the weight of this impossible situation crushing me. Nathan s