How could this happen? I had been holding on to the hope of carrying Caleb’s child someday, stepping into Debra’s shoes with my baby, and bing the new Luna.
The thought of losing my uterus was unbearable.
No, this couldn’t be happening!
But the anesthesia silenced me, I couldn’t utter a word.
All I could do was lie rigid on the table, listening helplessly to the doctor.
I lost track of time, engulfed in despair.
Then, the doctor’s voice broke through, dering the surgeryplete.
The bleeding had stopped and my vital signs stabilized, yet at a grievous cost, my uterus had been removed.
Overwhelmed by fury, I lost consciousness.
Upon awakening, it was all over.
As Iy in the hospital bed, desperation consumed me.
My future seemed irreparably shattered.
I could no longer bear children, nor would I rece Debra as the new Luna of the Thorn Edge Pack.N?velDrama.Org owns all content.
Amidst my haze of hopelessness, my father, who was nearly recovered himself, burst into my room.
Without a word, he pped me.
Stunned, I could only stare back at him in shock.
With chilling calmness, my father said, “You have two choices, pull yourself together and confront Debra, or give up on life!”
Debra’s POV:
I watched the phone intently as Alexandria ranted wildly in the video.
She was sitting on a hospital bed, her face ashen.
In a voiceced with desperation, she spun a tale of how she had been coerced into having s@x with a drunken Caleb, how my jealousy drove me to force her into the hospital for an abortion, which ultimately led to the removal of her uterus.
As I watched the entire video, I found the usations ludicrous.
Wasn’t evidence required to make such ims online? Did the inte exist outside the realm ofw?
Yet, it appeared the bystanders on the inte didn’t care for evidence.
When Alexandria uploaded medical records showing severe hemorrhaging post-miscarriage and her subsequent surgery, she quickly garnered a wave of sympathy from many online.
Following this, numerous scandals involving Caleb came to Light.
Online rumors imed Caleb switched girlfriends as often as he changed clothes before he made our rtionship public.
Though he appeared reformed, rumors persisted that he was still a womanizer, supposedly using intoxication as a pretext to coerce his female secretary.
Reading thesements, I was so enraged that I shook.
I tried not to take the online hostility to heart, believing the storm would subside with the next wave of sensational news.
But I had gravely underestimated the depth of Alexandria’s vendetta.
Caleb and I remained silent, and seizing the opportunity, Alexandria concocted a tale iming Abby was my illegitimate child, her real father shrouded in mystery.
She went further, alleging I had been betrothed to another while I was away, paying to have these falsehoods trend online.