Echoes of Loss

Lyra

My stomach twisted into knots, cold dread pooling in my chest as his words sank in. My own pup… and he was talking about taking it, using it as if it were some object to control. I felt like the air had been sucked out of the room, my mind struggling to form the thought fully, to even comprehend that someone could be so cruel. My hands clenched over my belly, over the tiny life growing inside