Hannah's POV:
She brushed the tip of the knife on my skin. " You are not going to kill me, are you?" I asked her again.
" I want to kill you now and end your suffering," she said. " Otherwise, you are going to end up in a mental asylum just like my sister. And I am not going to let history repeat itself twice."
" What the fuck is wrong with you?" I cried out." I am pregnant with your grandchild, and are you going to kill me?"
She arched her eyebrows with an evil grin that was splitting her face. " I don't want a half lunatic grandson. My son Noah deserves a better woman than you. You bitch should not have gotten pregnant in the first place," she said and traced the blunt end of the penknife on my stomach.
It looks like she is really going to kill me. What am I going to do now? If I am dead, who is going to update Ricky about these people's vicious plan? Then Liam's life will be in danger! I must do something now.
