BookRix

I awoke with a flurry of hair, a gasp of breath and a pain so dreadful I wanted to scream. I was led on a soft bed, dreaming of home. No I wasn't aloud the pleasure anymore I didn't deserve it.

I couldn't. I wouldn't let myself be relieved of this pain, it was my fault. Only the dead dream, I reveled in pain.

I killed them.

Its my fault my unborn son is dead, my best friend is missing. Presumed dead.

I am a murderer.

I fight for much more than my worth, I fight for them. But what happens when she finds out that after all she may not have killed them after all...