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My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 583

Tiffany was utterly speechless. Was Evie missing half her brain? They were literally fighting for their lives, and she was still defending Melody?

If Melody was such an angel, why had she bolted and left Evie to die?

"Sera, just let her go. If she thinks Melody is so great, let Melody save her," Tiffany shouted frantically. "We need to get out of here!"

Hearing that they were about to drop her, pure panic finally overrode Evie's stubbornness.

It was scorching hot, pitch black, and she was seconds away from plunging into the abyss.

Her only option was to cling to Seraphina's hand for dear life.

"No! Please don't leave me!" Evie shrieked.

"If you want to live, hold on tight!" Seraphina commanded through gritted teeth.

Suddenly, Evie felt a warm, sticky liquid drip onto her hand. Seraphina's grip began to slip millimeter by millimeter.

She screamed in terror, "Seraphina, what are you doing? Are you trying to kill me?"

Seraphina bit down hard, tightening her failing grip. "Tiff, when I say pull, you pull with everything you have. Got it?"

"Got it!"

"Three, two, one, pull!"

With a final, desperate heave from both Seraphina and Tiffany, Evie was hauled over the railing.

The three of them collapsed onto the concrete steps, gasping for air as terrified people continued to trample past them.

Refusing to waste another second, Seraphina forced herself up. "Up the stairs! Move, now!"

In the suffocating, smoke-filled darkness, Evie stared at Seraphina's back, a chaotic storm of emotions tearing at her chest.

She touched the hand Seraphina had gripped. It was coated in something thick and sticky. What was it?

She brought her hand closer to her face, trying to see through the gloom, when a heavy, metallic scent hit her nose.

Her heart stopped, and she instinctively looked up toward Seraphina.

"Blood... it's blood..." Evie whispered in shock.

"What are you staring at? Move!" Tiffany barked, thoroughly fed up with Evie's dazed act.

They had just managed to pull her up. Did Evie really want to sit there and burn to a crisp?

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