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The Termination Plot

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 861    |    Released on: 22/12/2025

ontinued, oblivious to the des

n said, his voice dripping with sadistic gle

ng she could just waltz into my family and push Else out.

nly just beginning to understand. Their relationship had always been in

id. "You've been playing her for years. She's ju

" Edison predicted. "She'll have not

a script. "She was the one who manipulated Else, filled her head with

ek, desperate for a chance to be her own person. I had found the study program for her, helped her with the application, even given her

" one of the friends asked, a

ve. "Aleida manipulated the situation. But it's fine

y. "I have a new idea for the party when Else g

nvolve me in the messy parts. Honestly, the thought of that bab

ually, with such

up in my new game than pretending

how much you despise

king at her, touching her... it makes my skin

ed, his voice loud and commanding. "The final bet.

lion," one voice

om me, too,"

hrough the others. "Because I'm so sure it's n

llions of dollars around, gambling on my body, on my c

ght after Derek's 'procedure'," Ediso

scussed my violation. The floor felt like it was about to give way beneath me. Each w

stealing the air from my lungs. The man I married, t

ive gesture. But the baby was no longer a symbol

ate for air, for an escape from the suffocating truth. I

ody, harsh and guttural sounds of pure agony. The pain

r place. A cold, hard rage. It started as a spark i

eak me. They want

ive them the

ew plan. The abortion was still the first step. Bu

ning of m

e. And I would make sure that by the end

e evidence. I neede

r Else. The party that was supposed to be my final h

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“At eight months pregnant, I believed my life was a fairy tale. I had a perfect home, a miracle son on the way, and Derek-the husband who worshipped the ground I walked on. Or so I thought. One piece of paper turned my fairy tale into a horror story. A vasectomy certificate, hidden in the back of a drawer in his office. It was dated a year ago-six months before our child was conceived. Panic drove me to his corporate office, desperate for an explanation, praying for a misunderstanding. But the truth waiting for me behind his closed door was sharper than any knife. "I can't believe she still hasn't figured it out," his best friend, Edison, laughed. "She walks around glowing like a saint." "Patience," my husband's voice replied, cold and unrecognizable. "The bigger she gets, the harder she falls. And the bigger my payout. It's all for Else." They weren't just lying. They were betting. They were gambling on my humiliation, treating my life and my unborn child as props in a sick game to avenge his sister. Standing in that hallway, clutching my belly, the woman I used to be shattered. But from the shards, something new was born. Something cold, calculating, and merciless. I didn't flee. I didn't scream. I wiped my face and composed a smile that didn't reach my eyes. If they wanted a game, I would play. But they had no idea that the rules had just changed. I wasn't the prize anymore. I was the punishment.”
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