Chapter 12

Bradley questioned himself, replaying every moment with Alice in his mind. Every little oddity now loomed large, piece by piece revealing the truth. Bradley had no choice but to admit that Alice might have known all along. At this thought, his knees buckled. He clutched the rotting infant to his chest. He couldn't imagine the depth of Alice's despair when she learned the truth—so much that she ripped their unborn baby from her body and presented it to him like a gift. He was on the verge of collapse. As he held onto what was little more than a chunk of decaying flesh, his eyes were bloodshot. He swore that once he found Alice, he would make this right. He had already owed her too much. This baby would be the last. From now on, he wouldn't spare a single glance at Maisy. He would devote himself to Alice, heart and soul. Bradley trembled in silence. It took him a long time to gather himself before he finally stood up and tossed the infant away. "Have you found her yet?" He quickly