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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 enveloped me in a tight hug, his words quivering with joy.


"I knew you'd be the one, Xandra—you're amazing! You must be ecstatic to hear that my mother finally gave her blessing for our marriage, right?" His face beamed with delight as he spoke. "Be prepared. In three days, once you're discharged from the hospital, we'll obtain our marriage license."


He paused, his eyes gleaming with relief. "I need to inform Melinda of this wonderful news. She's been incredibly worried these past few days, almost beside herself with anxiety."


As he departed, exuding confidence and self-assurance, I watched him leave in silence. Once the door closed, I collapsed onto the hospital bed and buried my face in the blanket, releasing the tears I had suppressed for so long.


After regaining my composure, I reached for my phone and messaged Adam.


[Dr. Grant, I'd like to expedite the surgery. I can't wait another three days.]


Chapter 9