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CHAPTER 1

She is moving forward with her trembling steps, trying to catch her breath properly. She stopped for a while and held her knees, then again stood straight. She has one hand on her chest, with the help of which she is trying to control her breath, and another one on her stomach to protect a little life inside.

Her feet are not even strong enough to bear the weight of her body. She is panicked because of the situation. But again, she starts moving forward with courage and every ounce of strength. Only then does she hear some people's footsteps from behind, which sound like they are coming closer to her.

She gathers more strength again and immediately tries to run away when she hears a loud voice from behind.

"There she is... Catch her."

She is constantly running forward, and tears are falling from her eyes; she is constantly holding her small baby bump; all her attention is on her baby, which she wants to protect at any cost but does not know what to do now. She is continuously running, and in her mind, she is calling him.

"Where are you? Please come. I am sorry."

She does not know at all where she is in this dense forest at the moment; she is just running continuously without knowing anything and wants to get out of this situation as soon as possible.

She knows very well that these 5–6 people can catch her anytime, and she doesn't even want to imagine what they will do to her as she is already listening to their dirty words.

All she knows is that she has to get out of the woods to save herself and, most importantly, her baby.

"Please come fast..."

She is chanting someone's name constantly, which is not audible at all, but she is chanting as if she is reciting a mantra to save herself.

She sees the road in front after running, like she has been running from an early age, which brings a smile to her face. She immediately looks behind her and sees that those dirty creatures have come very close to her. Now she doesn't want to shed tears or panic. She murmurs while placing her hand on her stomach.

"It is just a matter of distance... We will get some help. You do not need to panic at all. As long as I am with you, I will not let anything happen to you. Your father will come soon... He will come... He loves us so much... I am sorry... I should have listened to whatever you were saying, love. I shouldn't have done this at all."

"Catch her immediately... She should not go on the road at all. She is such a good piece of meat. At least we are not going to leave her all night tonight."

Hearing their dirty words, she starts crying for herself even more. Why didn't she think twice before running? She increases her speed by showing some more courage. As she kept her first step in the middle of the road, a sudden sound of screeching from the car got her attention. She reacted strongly when the car slammed into her legs.

She flies almost 10 feet in the air and falls hard to the ground on her stomach.

"Ahhhhhhhh... "

She screams a name very loudly.

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Four girls are roaming outside the operation theater; they do not understand at all what happened to them a few hours ago. They were coming back after celebrating their friend's birthday party with so much enjoyment.

They are enjoying themselves in the car, and one of their friends is driving the car very fast, and suddenly a girl came in front of the car, and even while applying sudden brakes, the car hit her.

"I told you lots of times that you should drive safely... Slow your speed, but no, you never listen to us."

Shina scolds Nisha with frustration.

"We were all having a lot of fun, and there was no one on the road. Because of that, we were driving very fast while having fun, and we all wanted to reach home as soon as possible. So we are all equally guilty of this. So now stop shouting."

Nisha holds her head and sits on the nearby bench; she still does not understand what to do. Shikha is sitting beside Nisha, puts her hand on her shoulder, and says something as a way of consoling her.

"Nisha, you do not need to panic at all... It is not your fault at all because that girl suddenly appeared in front of us; we had no idea at all. Yes, it is our mistake that we should have maintained the speed of the car properly, but we did not do it deliberately."

Nisha wipes her tears while rubbing her hands on her face, looking at her, and saying,