Dana POV
A whirlwind of confusion and fear swept over me, leaving me paralyzed with uncertainty. My legs trembled beneath me, threatening to give way at any moment, while the fragile hope of my baby's survival hung in the balance.
"Now, you don't need to run away from me to be scared to fight back because your baby is dead," he taunted, his laughter echoing cruelly in the air. My hands shook uncontrollably as I struggled to process the horrifying reality of his words.
"No!" I screamed, the agony of disbelief tearing through me. "You're fucking evil!" I cried out, my voice cracking with raw emotion as I desperately tried to make sense of the nightmare unfolding before me.