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Selena sobbed. And sobbed. And sobbed. How could he? How could he!? Selena sat in their shared bedroom, her knees drawn to her chest. She couldn’t bear to visit her baby. He was in such pain, and there was nothing she could do to fix it. He could fix it, but she’d be damned before she allowed that man to touch her baby boy. The man was insane, if he could really be called a man anymore. He was a drunk, a murderer, a pawn in Galbatorix’s game… And Murtagh. Oh, Murtagh… What had the boy done? Nothing! Nothing. Her child did not deserve this fate. And neither did the baby growing in her womb at that very moment