Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 401; The birth of a Prophet / The death of a child

Chapter 401: 401; The birth of a Prophet / The death of a child

My stylist tells me to run away, to get a divorce.

I know that no lawyer would go against the Lawrence family.

And if I contacted a lawyer, they would notify Eddie.

I tell her that the only chance to protect my child is to hide his gender.

I tell her that if I run away, then Eddie will hunt me because he had done something to the child worthy of calling our baby a ’scientific achievement.’

He had done something to us.

She doesn’t understand, but she helps me nevertheless.

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When Eddie is away on a business trip for a few days, she comes to the mansion.

She gives me what I told her to get, although it must have been difficult for her to acquire.

"Are you sure about this?" she asks while accompanying me to the jacuzzi that is filled with a bit of warm water.

"I was once a doctor ...on the verge of being one. And I studied for this recently." I inject the solution she brought me into my arm to induce labor.

She helps me into the bathtub because I can barely sit down with how big my belly has grown.

And after some time, I give birth to my baby girl.

After the birth, I call Eddie, and he is shocked but overjoyed about the healthy little baby.

I tell him that he should manage the official documents and that I don’t want to go to the hospital because I don’t trust any doctors there.

Eddie complies readily.

Now my baby is officially a girl.

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I am present every second he is with the child, in fear of what he could do or discover.

It is not as difficult as I thought.

He is constantly away.

He had stopped asking me to choose stocks for him.

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One night, Eddie is taken away by the Lawrence family, and they ask me if I was aware of everything he had done.

I deny it, a glimmer of hope rising inside me that I leave this place with the child.

But they don’t let me go but bring me and my baby to the main mansion.

I am constantly beside my child, fearful of what they might do.

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I walk on eggshells, constantly degraded by the big family and servants inside the main house.

Eddie hasn’t come back in the last years.

Our girl is looking beautiful, except that her eyes are neither blue like Eddie’s nor green like mine.

I lied and told the Lawrence family that my grandpa had the exact same eye color.

They insisted on a paternity test nonetheless, but the results shut them up.

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Today I heard the maids talk; apparently, Eddie’s company had been taken over by his second uncle.

And apparently, Eddie would have gone to prison if the Lawrence family hadn’t intervened and brought him away.

Nobody told me.

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My child started talking, telling me about her dreams, chirping away relentlessly.

I am scared, but with Eddie gone, I feel safer.

I doubt that the Lawrence family would be in on experimenting on one of their own...we should be safe as long as Eddie doesn’t reveal what exactly he has done.

Her great-grandfather had taken a liking to my girl.

Every time the kid is together with her relatives, I am present so that nothing will happen.

I am so exhausted.

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One night.

I slept and woke up.

I slept, and it’s my fault.

She is dead.

They told me she fell down the stairs at night and broke her neck.

They didn’t show me the body, just the grave.

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I broke down today and attacked my in-laws, screaming at them to give me back my girl.

But they didn’t.

They want to get rid of me, but they can’t because of the image, the oh-so-holy prestige of the Lawrence family.

Instead, I am forsaken in this magnificent mansion.

Nobody talks to me since I lost my mind.

Now I am just left as the ghost of this mansion, every night crying and searching for my child.

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I managed to sneak out of the mansion to dig up her grave.

But before I can open the casket, they appear and bring me back.

A doctor comes and tells me I am delirious from grief.

I am getting sedated.

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During my years here in solitude around these many people, I learn how to behave to become someone crazy but harmless.

Someone that can be ignored.

Someone that can be forgotten.

And while their treatment of me doesn’t get better, they let their guard down so that I can continue to search for my child.

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Many things happen in the world, but I don’t care.

We move into another mansion they have freshly built.

It is closer to the city, beside a burned-down forest.

They did their best to rebuild the main mansion and also bought all the surrounding land.

However, there is one difference from the building before.

There is a laboratory in this mansion.

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I wait for my chance to get inside the laboratory.

The two family heads disappeared, and in the commotion, I managed to snatch a key card.

But I didn’t have the chance to enter the laboratory.

The masked man is following me, but he is not here, so I am utterly alone.

Eddie never came back.

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I sit in front of the mirror inside my room and watch my reflection.

I have changed so much in these years.

A life utterly wasted because of choosing the wrong man.

No.

How could it have been wasted with such a wonderful and charming little daughter who would chirp away the day?

So intelligent and special.

I miss her.

Then I hear the commotion. I hear people get evacuated, but nobody comes for me.

This is my chance.

I take the keycard and make my way downstairs, sometimes hiding in between people who don’t want to see me and are accustomed to not doing so, sometimes taking empty paths.

I know my child is down there, waiting for me.

And when I arrive underground, the place is empty.

I use the keycard to enter.

I walk into a white room with glass cells on each side.

In the first cell is a squirrel—no, that’s not right... small worms in the form of a squirrel.

In the next cell is a small bear—no.

Worms.

In the next cell is a big cat—no.

Worms.

In the next cell is a man—no.

Worms.

In the next cell, I find a toddler, my child—no.

...

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I fell back as if Henry had pulled me away with all his strength, him landing on the ground first, with me on top of him.

I didn’t give a fuck, feeling my world again crumble together with part of the crystalline surface protecting my mind.

My body trembled from regret and guilt as I opened my mouth to get it out, to get rid of these memories and feelings.

But Henry’s hand was instantly under the mask, over my mouth to cover it, as I yelled into his palm with my face wet from the tears.

"I know, Kenny, I know. Did you see me? I was beside you the whole time," he whispered urgently.

"I saw it with you; you took me with you. Good job, you did so well. We know now; we don’t need to stay. Let’s go home, okay?"

I grabbed Henry’s hand and swallowed the cries inside my throat, the sorrow that had not been mine to begin with.

I bit into his palm, trying to calm down while breathing laboriously, nearly hyperventilating.

The trembling didn’t stop; the feelings didn’t go away.

Henry’s voice grew anxious as he tried to stop me from losing it.

"We have found her; we can bring her back—"

He suddenly stopped talking, and his other hand wandered on top of the mask that had moved halfway over my face.

Still shaking and crying, I wrestled his hand away to see what was going on.

I got hysterical, as if I was having a seizure, while I knew I HAD TO SEE what he tried to prevent me from looking at.

I finally overpowered him and raised my upper body to get a look at that woman’s face.

From where we were lying, I could only see part of her.

"Don’t look! Don’t look, Kenny!" Henry hissed and tried to get me back down, but I was already painfully aware.

I stared at the side of her face, at part of her absolutely empty eyes and motionless body.

No. Not entirely motionless.

Under her skin—