His Betrayal, My Unborn Child

op to my sister Jessica' s desperate pleas; her son, Ethan, was

but my husband Mark, seemingly my protector, assur

kyard as if swallowed by thin air, plunging me

endless resources, fueling our despe

smiling face, each call a jolt of terrifying, empty hope, until the unspeakable h

' s seemingly shared devastation and vows to find the monster responsible

ly' s kidney, signed by Mark the day before her disappearance, revealing a chilling truth: my husband orchestrated her death, and