Madelynn instinctively yelled out in agony. It wasn’t even from the pain. It was from the knowledge that something had definitely happened to her baby. The same baby that she had tried so hard to have. The same baby that had come after so much pressure from hers and Oliver’s parents. The baby that had come only because Oliver had gotten so drunk and had sex with her.
The guards rushed her to the car to drive to the hospital. But they were unable to get out of the gates of the community, because the roads were blocked.
“Mrs Kane,” the driver said nervously. “Mr Kane has called a parade for Ms. Cecelia’s birthday party today and the roads are blocked. We can’t… we can’t get through.”
While blood kept gushing out of her and stained her clothes and the car seats, fireworks erupted in the sky.
It was all for Cecelia.
The proof of Oliver’s love for her sister was on full display for the world to see while she sat helplessly in the car, losing their baby with every drop of blood that flowed from her.
Madelynn let out an almost inhuman cry. With all the strength she could muster, she pulled her wedding band off her finger and tossed it out of the window.