On Christmas Eve, I terminated my pregnancy at seven months

On Christmas night, I experienced frequent contractions, signaling premature labor.

I called 99 times, but Xavion, my boyfriend of seven years, never answered.

Until the last call, when his secretary Melody picked up.

Her voice was sultry as she cuddled up to Xavion, completely disregarding that I could hear:

"Xavion, I'm carrying your baby. What are we going to do?"

Tears streaming down my face, I looked at the doctor.

"This child, I want to terminate it right now. I don't want it anymore."