Pregnant Natsuki Hatakeyama Dwi 01 Part 2 Avil Better -

Natsuki gasped for air, the pressure in her abdomen sharp and terrifying. She didn't look at the driver. She didn't care if he ran. She kicked her door open, stumbling out into the humid night air.

She realized then that being "better" wasn't about erasing the past or the dangerous ride that had brought her here. It was about ensuring that Part 2 of her life—and the first part of her child's—would never involve looking back in a rearview mirror at the mistakes of someone else. in the months following the incident? Pregnant Natsuki Hatakeyama Dwi 01 Part 2 Avil BETTER

The blue and red lights appeared in the rearview mirror like a sudden, violent heartbeat. "Pull over," Natsuki whispered. "Please." He didn't pull over. He hit the gas. Natsuki gasped for air, the pressure in her

"I'm pregnant!" she shouted as the officers approached, their flashlights cutting through the dark. "Please, just help the baby." She kicked her door open, stumbling out into

Natsuki closed her eyes. She was seven months along, and the life she had imagined for her child was already slipping through her fingers. She had spent the last hour trying to convince him to pull over, to let her take the wheel, or better yet, to just stop the car and walk. But he was in a state of "avil"—a desperate, buzzing energy that made him unreachable.

"I'm done," she said, her voice finally steady. "I'm doing this on my own."