Cord Blood Lies: The Whole Family Begged for Forgiveness
Eight months pregnant, my family threw me a loving baby shower.
When fire broke out, my parents instantly shielded my blood-cursed sister and fled, leaving me behind to die.
My husband, Lysander, rushed into the flames to save me. His back was scorched raw, yet he only cradled my belly, whispering, “You and the baby must be safe.”
I thought that was love.
Until I accidentally saw his messages to my sister—
“Once she gives birth, the cord blood will save you. Just hold on a little longer.”
I touched the life kicking inside me and smiled silently.
The next day, I scheduled a termination.
And on the day of the procedure, they stormed into my hospital room with sedatives and restraints.