The little stick showed two pink lines. Pregnant. A wave of dizziness hit me, but not from joy. The world dissolved, morphing into a sterile hospital room where a horrifying scene played out before my eyes. There stood Ethan, my husband, strangely distant, beside Victoria, my beautiful, golden half-sister. "It's done," Victoria purred, her voice like chilled honey. "She's gone. And the child." Then her chilling whisper: the "wellness supplements" she' d insisted on were poison, designed to destroy my pregnancy, ending in a fall, screaming, and blood. I gasped awake, clutching my stomach back in my own sunlit bathroom, the positive test still on the counter. It wasn't a nightmare; it was a terrifyingly real warning-my own husband and sister, conspiring to murder me and my unborn child, the chilling premonition of their betrayal. This wasn't just a day; it was the day it all began, but this time, I would rewrite the ending. They wouldn't take my child. They wouldn't kill me. A hard, steel resolve formed in my chest: I would protect my baby. And I would make them pay. Every. Single. One. Of. Them.
The little stick showed two pink lines. Pregnant. A wave of dizziness hit me, but not from joy.
The world dissolved, morphing into a sterile hospital room where a horrifying scene played out before my eyes.
There stood Ethan, my husband, strangely distant, beside Victoria, my beautiful, golden half-sister. "It's done," Victoria purred, her voice like chilled honey. "She's gone. And the child." Then her chilling whisper: the "wellness supplements" she' d insisted on were poison, designed to destroy my pregnancy, ending in a fall, screaming, and blood.
I gasped awake, clutching my stomach back in my own sunlit bathroom, the positive test still on the counter. It wasn't a nightmare; it was a terrifyingly real warning-my own husband and sister, conspiring to murder me and my unborn child, the chilling premonition of their betrayal.
This wasn't just a day; it was the day it all began, but this time, I would rewrite the ending. They wouldn't take my child. They wouldn't kill me. A hard, steel resolve formed in my chest: I would protect my baby. And I would make them pay. Every. Single. One. Of. Them.
Introduction
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Chapter 1
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Chapter 2
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Chapter 3
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Chapter 4
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Chapter 5
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Chapter 6
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Chapter 7
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Chapter 8
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Chapter 9
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Chapter 10
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Chapter 11
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Chapter 12
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Chapter 13
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Chapter 14
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