When I was four months pregnant, I accidentally heard my husband and his most trusted brother betting on my unborn baby.
"One million. I bet the baby is mine."
"One million. I bet it isn’t."
For three years, I believed I had a perfect marriage. But I was only one piece in their private game. The moment the truth behind my baby’s identity surfaced, my whole world collapsed.
They treated me like the prize. Now, I’m ready to take control.
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