Camilla's chest shuddered with each ragged breath, pain radiated through her body. Blood still trailed down her legs, soaking the once white gown. Her newborn cooed softly, swaddled tightly in a thin blanket.

“You need to leave now, before he gets back,” Imelda said, her trembling despite her attempts to remain calm. She moved quickly, gathering loose blankets to further wrap the baby in.

“If he knows you helped me….” Camilla whispered, the words trembling on her lips. “He'll ...