Blind Devotion, Bitter End

At eight months pregnant, my younger sister, Reina York, pushed me down the stairs, causing me to go into early labor.

At the hospital, I called Xavier Morales, but he answered with an impatient scoff. "What do you expect me to do about it? Stop bothering me."

Xavier hated me, and he never wanted our child.

Our baby girl was born, but despite the doctors doing everything they could, she did not make it. I called Xavier repeatedly, but he coldly hung up on me every time.

Then, just moments later, I saw Reina's latest social media post.