#Chapter 37 Traitorous minds

Patara A silent war brewed in the house and all I could do was stay in my room. The morning sickness had gotten worse and more violent at times. I had to crawl back to my bed before I would pass out from the dizziness again. Would it always be this bad? I didn’t have a mother to answer that at the moment. It wasn’t too late to reconsider—I knew I could change my mind and go through with the abortion but… Dylan’s face flashed in my mind. His lopsided smile and sinister looks that made me want something that was bad for me. I tried for days to stop thinking of him. I begged my mind to let him go and allow me to move on—but I saw him every time I closed my eyes. My mark didn’t burn or tingle like it did whenever he was near. It felt like an old scar on my body that never healed. Occasionally I would feel a pulse but I never knew what it meant. It only forced Dylan back in my mind as if he was right next to me and I felt weak to those thoughts. I… I shouldn’t think of him. Th