I am losing my will. The unbearable pain is killing my being. The sound of my cries and pleading is nothing compared to the silent scar within me.

Deep and lasting scar that will always be with me.

My heart is hurting. My body is hurting.

But, I want my baby to be fine. I want my child to be saved. Just my child, I don't care about me.

I was losing consciousness because of what Trina was doing. But, the eagerness to save my child stood out more. I prayed and hoped that someone would find and help me. Even just now.

"Shit! Olive!"

I heard Atlas scream. But,...