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My boyfriend’s first love and I both participated in the dance competition.
He knew that it was my lifelong dream for me to become the champion, but he still tried to stop me.
He first locked me in the car, and then asked someone to completely break my legs.
With my bloody legs, I witnessed his first love Melinda Qualls win the championship at the competition.
But after everything was over, my boyfriend knelt on one knee and asked me to marry him.
I agreed.
On the wedding day, I aborted our child.
He was happy to welcome his bride, but he only saw a bottle.
Inside was our unborn child.

Betrayed for a Trophy, Love's Brutal Sacrifice

Zayn's face hardened, his eyes flashing with anger.


"Xandra, you're absolutely infuriating, you know that? I told you no oil, no salt—you never listen!"


Melinda interjected from nearby, her voice sickly sweet and full of false innocence.


"Oh Zayn, don't get so worked up over such a trivial matter," she cooed. "If it'll calm you down, I'll splash her with water too. That'll make things fair."


To my horror, Zayn actually agreed, his cold indifference sending chills through me. Without hesitation, Melinda seized the nearby kettle and dumped its contents over me.


Excruciating pain engulfed me as the scalding liquid poured down, scorching my skin. It felt like red-hot blades slicing into my flesh and I cried out, my voice cracking, as tears flowed freely down my cheeks.


Melinda took a step back, still holding the empty pot, a barely hidden grin playing on her lips.


Chapter 7