THE INDEBTED BRIDE: TRAPPED IN A CONTRACT

, and she felt like her world had been turned upside down. She felt lost, adrift, with nowhere to turn. She paced back and forth waiting for

s daughter?" s

at tight. "Yes," she

er. "I'm Dr. Singh," she introduce

a procedure called coronary artery bypass graft surgery( CABG). To get around the blockage

oned medical professional, Tara's bewildered expression became increasin

struggle, Dr. Singh's warm sm

cked portion of the coronary artery, so the blood can bypass the blockage and continue to flow through the heart. The body can a

Tara responded with a

pendent coverage health insurance or an

not sure, I'll have to

d this is a lot to take in," she soothed. "We'll do everyth

time she was awake and alert. The doctor we met then, told us she needed a percutaneous coronary interve

d also be less effective than a CABG. Now, I need you to sign some forms so we

nstead, she tried to focus on the clipboard she was holding out. Tara took

usand dollars payment across within twen

s she stared at the doctor in di

that kind of money," she replied, her v

our mother's chances of survival are very slim. We'll administ

ir, feeling completely hopel

n exorbitant amount of money

in frustration. Instead, her mother had advised her to save the money for herself and not use it to pay for the

inning. "I could sell my kidney, but that would take too long, too. I don't know anyone who could loa

She could sell her body to the highest bidder. It was a desperate, dan

eserved when it came to men because of what she witnessed her mother going through growing up but she w

ve, "I will raise the money you need by any means

to the bathroom and turned on the shower, the warm water cascaded down her body, washing away the dreaded plan. She took her time shaving, making sur

re to moisturize every inch of her skin. She then reached for her most luxurious bla

applying a smokey eyeshadow, a coat of mascara, and a swipe of eyeliner. She finished off her look with a bold red lipstick, feeling like a million bucks. She took a deep breath as she stared at herself in the mirror, she felt a

partment and into the night, she knew exactly what she was looking for. She wan

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or being the most influential and exclusive venue in Los Angeles. The doorman greeted her w

g around the dance floor. Despite the crowd of people, she felt alone and out of place. She took a deep breath, bracing herself f

re lost in the upbeat music and hazy atmosphere. She made her way to the bar, th

noise, "Gimme two shots of your strongest liquor," she demanded, her words slurred slightly by

ned them within seconds, but the alcohol didn't seem to have the intended effect of calming he

d ordered two more shots. Just as she was about to throw the alcohol down her throat, a voice stopped her midw