Chapter 35 Truth Untold

Maya Standing outside what they had convinced me was my room, I felt my palms grow clammy, my heart hammering against my chest, my eyes welling up, and a deluge of thoughts flooding my mind all at once. Was I making the right decision? I couldn't be certain. There was simply no way to be certain when every little bit of my life was in chaos. Yet, an insistent feeling stirred within me, urging me forward. I didn't grasp the potential consequences, nor did I have the faintest clue about what might unfold, but it was that undeniable itch—the one that prompts action despite knowing the risks. It felt too early to be pregnant, especially carrying the child of two individuals who did not even care for me and only sought to harm me. No, not harm—kill me. Those monsters wanted to kill me. Wouldn't they want to kill my child too? What if they inflicted pain on my child, passing it off as part of their twisted fucked-up revenge scheme? Damn it! I'd come this far; I might as well confront it. Inh