Juliana’s scream rang through the sprawling house, bouncing off marble and glass, sharp and raw. She tumbled down the grand staircase, her head hitting the steps again and again, her belly slamming hard every time she landed.
By the time she crashed onto the living room floor, she felt a rush of warmth spreading beneath her. Blood—bright and shocking—began to pool out from under her.
Juliana’s hands shook as she reached down, her fingers coming up slick and red. Fear twisted her face as she broke down, sobbing, “My baby! My baby! Somebody, please! Help me!”
Pain shot through her, so fierce she couldn’t move. She stayed where she was, clutching her stomach, her mind spinning with terror, screaming for someone—anyone—to come.
Outside, Layna watched it all unfold from the garden.
She didn’t move, didn’t even flinch. If anything, the sight of blood splattered on the white tile made her eyes light up with a twisted kind of thrill.
If her aunt lost the baby, everything would go back to how it used to be. She’d be the Stranz family’s princess again—their one and only darling.
Who could possibly compete with her then?
Juliana’s cries went unanswered for what felt like ages, until finally, the staff came running, faces pale, voices panicked.
They froze at the sight of Juliana sprawled in a pool of blood, completely thrown.
“Call an ambulance! Please, save my baby!” Juliana pleaded, her voice breaking with every word.
Terror gripped her—she couldn’t lose this child. Not this one. Not her precious baby.
The house erupted into chaos as everyone scrambled for the phone.
Layna waited until just the right moment. Then she dashed in, her little face the picture of worry. “Aunt Juliana? What happened? There’s so much blood! Auntie!” she wailed.
Despite her age, Layna’s act was flawless—her spite hidden deep, her panic perfectly performed.
“Layna, call your uncle. Hurry!” Juliana grabbed her hand with a desperate strength. “Tell him to come home. Now!”
“I will, Aunt Juliana, right away!” Layna hurried to the landline and dialed Scott’s number.
But Scott’s phone was with his assistant, who was off chatting with Herman and Jonah at a hotel, the phone forgotten in their room.
Back in Riverdale, the ambulance arrived in minutes. Juliana was rushed to the hospital.


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The readers' comments on the novel: The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman)
Author pls Pls don't separate Ana and Herman once again because of Sandy. There must be an ending to Ana's sufferings!...
Yes yes yes!!! Thank you!!!...
How comes the twists are becoming uninteresting and unrealistic? Readers will prefer cleaner straight happy endings. Please don't go far beyond otherwise readers will lose interest. Time to end the story like we want it to be....
Please give us a happy ending for Anastasia and Herman with Pattie recognized as Herman's daughter, thank you!!!...
Pls update. This novel is really good....