I was hysterical. I banged my head repeatedly so Seth came up to me and held my hand. Tricia's face shows that she is also having a hard time but she keeps her demeanor professional.

I struggled from Seth's grip on me, and when I could finally get out I hit him hard on the chest. I did it over and over again, but he didn't even budge and didn't even stop me for what I did.

“W-where is my son! Give him back to me! Please, oh, God! ” Because with each movement of my hand the needle pierced my flesh, I scrambled to remove the needle that binds...