NovelEnglishKaitlyn and Freya attempted in vain to pacify the wailing child. "What's going on? Why the sudden fussiness?"
Freya cried out in confusion.
Kaitlyn grumbled under her breath, "It must be terrified by the sight of that dummy. Nothing good ever happens
when she makes an appearance!"
A transition took place as Quinn was hurriedly ushered into a compact room, outfitted with all the necessary
equipment. The room, initially intended for Freya, was now serving as a makeshift medical bay for Quinn. Within
this room, history was repeating itself.
Quinn found herself strapped down to a cold, sterile operating table. A masked doctor approached her,
brandishing a syringe. Her eyes widened in terror, fixated on the glinting needle under the harsh, unforgiving
light.She thrashed about, struggling against her restraints.
As the doctor secured her arm, he warned, "If the needle breaks, you'll be the one to suffer the
consequences."However, Quinn was too consumed by fear to heed his words. She fought to escape the iron grip
of the servants holding her down. Like a cornered beast, she struggled desperately. The doctor observed her as
the veins on her forehead bulged out, her mouth agape as she strained to let out a scream. Her face turned a
ghastly shade of red from the lack of oxygen, her body quivering violently.
Quinn's eyes met the doctor's, a silent plea reflected in her gaze.The doctor's brow furrowed, finding it
increasingly challenging to maintain his professional detachment."Doctor, proceed. Mrs. Kennedy is waiting," a
Evelyn Reed urged. Avoiding Quinn's pleading gaze, the doctor lifted her clothing and inserted the needle into
her spine.A familiar, icy pain coursed through Quinn's body as if the needle had pierced not her spine, but her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtvery heart. The pain was bone-chilling. Despair washed over her as her struggles and hopes faded with the
spreading numbness of the anesthesia. No one cared about a dummy's broken heart or whether a dummy could
feel pain. Without a scream, how could they comprehend her torment?Quinn's grip on the bed rail slackened, her
hand falling limply to her side.
She lay there, quiet, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. Tears streamed down her face, soaking her hair. Her lips
moved silently until consciousness abandoned her.
The doctor observed her lips, a sudden realization dawning on him.She had been calling out for Alexander to
rescue her.Indeed, Alexander was her only hope now. But he never arrived. Her phone lay discarded in the yard,
raindrops splattering onto the screen.
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It illuminated the dark night. The caller ID flashed. It was Alexander. The faint ringtone was barely audible amidst
the patter of raindrops.After a few flashes, the phone returned to its silent state. Back in the living room, Kaitlyn
finally managed to soothe the baby.
She cast a glance back at the door.Sensing her concern, Freya queried, "Mom, are you worried about Alexander
returning?"Kaitlyn sighed heavily, "I can't explain it, but | can't shake this uneasy feeling."Freya looped her arm
through Kaitlyn's, reassuring her with a smile, "Don't fret. He's too busy celebrating Getty's birthday to worry
about that dummy.
"The mere mention of 'Getty" elicited a visible grimace from Kaitlyn. Her fondness for Quinn was minimal, and for
Getty, it was even less. "That rascal, he never givesa moment's peace," she muttered under her
breath.Freya responded pragmatically, "What can you do if he's smitten? At least Getty's somewhat better than
that dummy."
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