"How could you tell me to kill your own child?" she demanded, her voice trembling with emotion.

But Francisco's response was cold and calculated, his grip on her hair loosening as he sought to explain himself.

"Actually, it's not the child itself," he began, his tone almost clinical in its detachment.

"The thing is, the child should be in Hazel's body."

Emily recoiled in horror at Francisco's words, her disgust plain on her face.

"Are you really a normal man?" ...