Stupid Baby

She shoved the pillow in its face, pushing down, abruptly feeling satisfaction surge through her body.

‘Take that, stupid baby!’

The baby began struggling then went still. Louise smirked.

Her arm suddenly shot back, pushing the pillow into her own face. The baby’s eyes flickered with intelligence, the cold intelligence of its mother, and something else, something cold and new that would help it survive even when physically weak.


The word was muffled by the pillow slamming into her face. She felt a sharp pain as the tips of her front teeth broke off. She swallowed them. Her nose cracked, and she felt the warmth of blood suddenly gushing into the pillow.

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