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My Mother Died For My Freedom

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 597    |    Released on: 07/05/2026

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n arm around Caroline. He pulled her

er. She means nothing to me. Y

osable status. I felt myself shrink. Caroline

e mistaken. Or perhaps y

venom. She tried to sound sympathe

It' s natural to develop feelings. But he n

o stay calm. I to

gnant. I know

was too much for her. I started to walk away. Caroline mo

Aida. We' re

worn leather purse flew open. Its contents spilled across the polished hospit

esults and my appointment reminder. The paper was still mostly hidden. I felt a s

le sheet of paper from the scattered mess. She held it up.

y good

r face contorted into an expression of exaggerated

this? A pregnanc

ot mine. I felt a wave of nausea. This was

ne! I don' t kno

was shaky. She held the paper, cl

ut of your bag! And look here, the nam

s indeed hard to read. The date, however, was clearly v

ke! She knew I was coming back.

ocument. The blurry name. The clear date. The words "Positive" and "Expected Due

t stares. This was public humiliation. This was a

ds failed me. My voic

s not my report! I di

ce was stone. He looked from the paper to my face. His jaw w

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My Mother Died For My Freedom
“I sold three years of my life to a billionaire to save my mother. I was his pretend fiancée, a stand-in for his ex, counting down the days until the contract ended and we could finally be free. But just as we were about to escape, his real girlfriend returned and publicly accused me of faking a pregnancy to trap him. My fiancé, Drake, didn't hesitate. He called me a disgusting gold-digger and threatened to pull my mother's medical funding to force me into an abortion. The shock of his cruelty sent my mother into cardiac arrest. She died right there in the hospital. They demanded I abort a child that could never exist, a lie built to destroy me. But they didn't know my secret. After my mother' s death, I finally told him the truth that shattered his world: I was born without a uterus. And with her last letter in my hand, I walked away from him forever.”