She didn’t finish her sentence before her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed from anger and fear.
Through the thick flames, I saw Caleb holding Brianna in his arms, carrying her out. The whole place was burning, and the tears in my eyes vanished as soon as they hit the air.
I bit my tongue to keep from screaming for help. I didn’t owe Caleb anything anymore—not in this lifetime.
He left with Brianna.
I quickly covered my mouth and nose, struggling to hoist Phyllis onto my back. It took everything I had, and my stomach twisted with pain as I tried to keep myself from collapsing.
Caleb’s child was inside me, and his mother was on my back. I stood there, surrounded by flames, hearing their voices echo in the distance.
“Is anyone else in the house, Bri?”
“No, Cay. Jeanette said she was pregnant and too fragile to deal with anything. We had a small argument, then she locked me in and set the place on fire before running off.”
“That evil woman! The second I get my hands on her, she’s going to pay!”
My legs gave out, and I nearly collapsed.
Just then, another voice spoke up, “I heard something from the bedroom, Caleb. Someone might be in there. What if Jeanette—”
“Bri already said that Jeanette started the fire!” Caleb cut in. “She wouldn’t stick around! Now, let’s go! Bri’s always struggled with her health. We need to get her to the hospital now!”
