Her Blood, His Madness
rm in the sterile hospital room, his fac
" he mumbled,
r, Declan. Her backward ways. She didn't trust modern m
me with sudden, chilling clarity. "You did
ming down my face. "It was because he di
in smoothly, placing a comforting hand on Declan's arm. "You brou
hose... those primitive superstitions. You thought your ways were b
This is what happens. This is your
ng I fought for – proper care for Liam. He was making m
n!" I sobbed.
lazing, "you would have let proper science
f the truth, a complete denial
t threatened to swallow me whole, De
her to a chair,
urmured, his voice suddenly soft. "The bab
oncern for her and their unborn child, even a
e, and Declan's only thought was for the woman who ha
fussed over her comfort, en
uncomfortable reminder of the tragedy h
h in my own suffering, while the archit
e Liam there, i
or his small body to be taken, to be prepared for a jou
d, a frail, weepin
was nearing its end. My plasma donat
y, the ledgers of the Thorn
at, devoid of emotion. "Liam i
a sorrow that seemed genuine, yet
nued, "it's fulfilled. M
re moment of his lucidity, a moment before Cassie's poison had
ding this pregnancy. I cannot c
d. "Elara, no. The ch
with Liam," I sa
ayed in my mind, a con
ll, hot ha
ored br
as to Declan to
the medici
roting Cassie's cruel words. "No. Her f
steady beep sl
h of nurses, th
, terribl
m at the doctors to do something, anything, but h
with your supersti
s, as my son slipped away, a v
r Liam, whispers followed me
oices low, not rea
woman. And
dmother. Miss Lowell has h
r her and her baby. Says the mountain
Her eyesight was failing,
see. I saw her weeping over th
ys it's good for her soul. Pe
her, under the guise of some twisted spiritual need. And Declan, in hi
ity room off the main kitchen, a pl
pattern half-finished, the thr
wasn't
called, p
an old outbuilding, one used for storing
the maid stammered. "Miss Lowell said... said the old w
eclan, fed l
t pounding wit
outside. I fumbled with the r
it was f
damp earth floor, cur
as so
beside her, sha
eyes were closed, a faint
the biting winter cold,
r, she had scratched a message wit
home... m
, physical force,