Chapter 212
After all the struggling, I was close to total exhaustion. The fluid was getting less, and the movements from the baby were dying down.
I guessed that the baby’s strength was slowly draining away as he could not breathe.
No, not like this. My baby! You can’t die like this! I have not seen what you look like, and I haven’t brought you to look at the world. I can’t let you go just like this!
I was tormented by the pain in my heart and my abdomen. Then, I saw something shiny in the dark warehouse. It was a mirror!
A glimmer of hope was ignited, and I moved my body with difficulty towards it.
It was only two steps away, but it seemed to take me an eternity to reach the mirror. I knocked on it with my head.
Crash! The mirror broke into a few pieces, and I felt a sharp pain on my forehead.
Without giving it much thought, I grabbed a piece of glass with my hands, which were tied together, and began to saw at the rope that tied my legs together.
The hemp rope was very thick, and I did not know how long I was cutting at it. There was a sharp pain in the palm of my hand, and I felt warm blood on my hands and legs, which felt sticky like batter.
However, this pain could not compare with the pain of feeling the baby dying slowly in my womb.
was worse
across the sky, and the air was filled
my abdomen continued, but the child’s strong movements gradually stopped. I suddenly froze, and the piece of glass
a thick sticky liquid. I could not tell if it was
became louder and louder, and
see that child struggling to live as he tried again and
refused to let him out. He must be blaming his mother for keeping him in, even though he
have trusted him to protect the child and me. I should not
to take them too lightly. It was my fault. If not for me, this child would not die in
alone and afraid in the netherworld. I’ll accompany him. He won’t be bullied. Here on earth, I could not protect him, but in the next world, I will.Bang! The warehouse door was opened, and
was so dizzy. When I tried to see him clearly, I did not have the strength to
the door to the next world. This door
I felt as if I had stood up and under my feet was this thick red liquid which I knew was my
and found that it was flat. In
innumerable times. I seemed to see a small figure in a
toward me stumblingly, for he was so tiny and
small, and there was a red mark on his head. He must have
even knew how to smile, curving his lips like a