Darlene's pov
I felt suffocated. With a stubborn lump blocking my throat, it was difficult to speak or breathe. It was almost as if my heart had become lodged in my larynx, choking me. Avoiding hyperventilation, I inhaled cautiously. I needed to remain as calm as possible for the sake of my little one.
I blinked a couple of times, hoping I was seeing things. Alas, the little corpse wasn't a mirage. With trembling hands, Stephen uncovered the body.
My heart sank.
No…
I let out a massive gasp of air. It all seemed surreal. Was he dead for real? But he looked so peaceful…
Stephen tapped on his cheek, probably trying to wake him up, but his efforts were in vain. With each passing second, my heart plummeted a little deeper as the bitter truth sank in.
The joy of my life was gone.
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