When Lia saw them leave, she stopped pretending to be dead, she opened her eyes and looked everywhere while she prayed in her heart that they would not return, she felt in pain, as if she had been beaten and broken every bone in her body, she took her hand to her belly and it was still bulging. She saw the birth of three of the four fantastic ones, but she could not even hold them in her arms, kiss them, show them at least for a few seconds her love, that caused her a deep pain, especially because she did not know if she could meet them again, just thinking about it made her feel a terrible anguish.

″You must not break down Lia, there is still a baby girl in your belly, you cannot collapse″, she said to herself, caressing her belly as she spoke ″You must hold on a little longer little one, you cannot be born at this moment, because we are in danger″, she said as she sat up in bed, for a moment she felt the desire to lie down, she felt too tired, but she could not do it, it was essenti