CHECK MY BOOK- IN THE STORM, I FOUND YOU.
"Please, God..." she cried out, her voice breaking as it vanished into the roar of thunder. "Please... don't let them catch me... please don't let them take us..."
She pushed forward through the trees, barely able to see, tears mixing with the rain, her breath coming in ragged sobs. Every step was a fight. Every second, a prayer. Her hands clutched her belly—round, full, seven months carrying the only thing she had left in this world.
"Please... my baby... my baby," she begged aloud, her voice raw with desperation. "I don't care about me, but not my child—don't let them hurt my baby. Please... there's no one else..."
Lightning split the sky, casting her in sudden, blinding light. For that moment, she was frozen in the storm—her drenched dress clinging to her body, her swollen belly unmistakable beneath the fabric, trembling hands shielding the life inside her.
