Although Xyla Quest wanted to get help, she couldn’t make a sound.

She was on the verge of a mental breakdown, with this feeling of helplessness making her feel awful.

Blood was still flowing out of her body, staining half of the carpet beside her bed in mere moments.

The scent of blood wafted through the room, serving a constant reminder that she was about to lose her babies.

Tears began to trickle down her face uncontrollably, feeling like her heart was being pulled out of her chest.

Xyla