Bleeding Innocence.

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Part 47.

Sweat coated her skin

Her hair plastered to her face and neck

She felt stuffy

She felt uncomfortable

She felt shattered

But she had not finished

Push, push, push, and at one last push.

Her little life – her baby – escaped her body.