Carry On Mxb Mpreg

The heavy iron gate of the juvenile detention center groaned open, a sound I had dreamed of for five long years.

I stepped out, a small, warm hand in mine-Leo' s. He was my only good thing from that hellhole, a promise to his dying mother.

But freedom felt just as suffocating as my cell, because the world outside held nothing but the bitter truth.

The Blackwood family, powerful and relentless, had already claimed everything I loved.

They had driven my parents to suicide with their lies and pressure, all while I was locked away, helpless, branded "Chloe the Monster."

The media fed their narrative, and even my own brother, Daniel, pointed an accusatory finger in court, sealing my fate.

Then, a familiar fleet of black luxury cars screeched to a halt, boxing us in.

Ethan Blackwood, my former fiancé, stepped out, his handsome face contorted with hatred.

He wanted me to suffer, to pay for Sophia, his mother, who now sat in a wheelchair.

They forced me to crawl across burning coals, my hands and knees searing, just to protect Leo.

But it wasn't enough.

They dragged me to my parents' fresh graves, informing me they had "couldn't handle the shame."

Then, they tied me to a frame, and Daniel, my own brother, systematically ran me over with a car.