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Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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Because I had carried his son. I screamed the sob catching in my throat and I'm carrying his child. Now you two didn't have that. Caleb, I'm the only one who knew his dad. I'm the only one who has the link to Nick. He could have never loved you. Caleb, think about it. I was desperate. He was unflinching. You can't be carrying his child. He was blinking rapidly. No, he paused. No, no. Yes. I replied, watching him as he took a step back. Tell me where Rosie is, Caleb. Damn you. Where is she? I was clutching my stomach, the tender part of my abdomen that had the life growing inside. I needed him to acknowledge the reality in front of him. Where's Dave? Tell me, Caleb, why are you here alone? Where is he? He's dead. Caleb broad, his eyes, lightning with rage. He's not the one I want. I want Liam. Liam. You took him from me. It was in the split of a second that I heard the shot followed closely by a flash of light. I felt it enter my body ripping my flesh. I saw the look in Caleb's eyes as he let out a last rattle of a scream. This time punctuated by surrounding fire. I hit the ground, my knees landing first giving me a front row view to the utter execution of his soul. The breath left his body just as soon as the pain started soaring through mine. And I gripped my side feeling the wet of my blood through my coat. I was crying. I wasn't even sure when I had started, there were lights shining from every direction now pinpointed on me and the bloody heap of a man in front of me. I blinked the sensation like a buzzing rake against my eyes. The concrete dust was flying as boys in blue popped into my eyesight from every angle. I didn't get Rosie was all I could think. I didn't get Rosie.