Chapter 1

Four months pregnant, and my husband, Liam, a renowned OB-GYN, was with me to pick up my prenatal test results.

The smile on his lips vanished the moment his eyes landed on the report, his face freezing in horror as he seized my hand, intent on forcing me into an abortion.

I stood there, stunned. Just moments ago, Dr. Miller, the attending physician, had clearly stated that the baby was perfectly healthy!

I pulled my hand free, confronting him. "Why an abortion?!"

He didn't answer, but I could see he was already booking the procedure. When I tried to run, he clamped down on my arm, his grip like steel.

"This child absolutely cannot stay!"

Clutching my stomach, I quickly called my parents, both also OB-GYNs.

My father, who had always adored me, raised his fist, ready to strike my belly.

Mom's face was a mask of terror, as she shook her head frantically. "No, this won't do."

"Find a few men, and lock them in a room with Aria."

I couldn't understand why they wanted to get rid of my baby like this. I tried to escape.

But they still managed to drag me into a dark, secluded room and lock me inside.

As the bleeding started, I knew my baby was gone.

Mom came to pick me up, smiling. I frantically demanded to know why they had done this to me.

She didn't answer. Instead, she turned around and admitted me to a mental institution.

I was tortured to death in that hospital. The next time I opened my eyes, I was back on the day we were supposed to pick up the prenatal test results.