Chapter 108

CLAUDIA. My throat closes up as mixed emotions start to swirl in my chest. I try to steady myself by pulling my shirt over my belly, but my hands are frozen. They seem to have formed a consciousness of their own and now they’re refusing to obey me. I just want to stop looking at myself. I don’t like the thoughts in my mind. Particularly that one thought. I don’t like that it came up. I don’t like that it seemed to have emerged from the back of my mind as opposed to nowhere. And I especially don’t like that it could be true. But then again, what evidence do I have? I can’t just go off the single fact that the existence of the child coincided with my loss of powers. This could very well be just a figment of my imagination, just a by-product of exhaustion and stress and perhaps even the hormones raging through my body. It can’t be real. This sweet, innocent being growing inside of me, created out of love, can’t possibly be causing me any harm. Just to get it out of my system and prov