SOPHIA’S POV
“No!” I screamed. “You can’t take my babies. I won’t let you.”
The weird doctor smiled. “You’re tied to the bed, honey. And after I give you the injection you’d be out cold and unable to stop us.”
Dread formed in the pit of my stomach.
“You can go ahead and just kill me then. I’m still going to die anyway. Just kill us and get it over with,” I pleaded.
I’d rather die than have my babies ripped out of me.
Kyle came back with an injection and drew some liquid from a small vial. “Stop talking to her. She has a way of making you doubt yourself.”
“Rasheed can’t be manipulated by some’s woman’s words,” the doctor laughed. “I’d knock some sense into her with my fists before she could.”
Kyle paused and turned to him. “You will not hit her unless you want to die. I have enou
