Chapter 3
546words
Mr. Spencer slammed his palm on the table as he huffed, "Do not abort the boy! He's going to carry forward our family's lineage!"
I simply stayed on the couch, sobbing endlessly in grief. "I don't want an abortion either! They're both my babies, and I'd never abandon them, but the boy can be born very sick. He's not going to be fertile, and he's so delicate that anything could kill him. Or would you rather your family's lineage end with me?
"Right now, the best plan is to abort the boy and deliver my daughter. Then, when I recover in a couple of years, I can give birth to a healthy boy!"
Even as I sniffled and rambled, I was subtly watching my in-laws.
To no surprise, they were seriously considering my idea.
That was when Tina leaped up and snapped, "No! You can't abort the boy! You're already sick, Liv—we don't even know if you can get pregnant again! Don't worry, I'll keep you nursed to your best health, so you can deliver a healthy baby boy."
Clearly intent on convincing anyone, she then added, "And don't forget—you've tried for years but could never get pregnant. But with my help, you immediately got pregnant with twins."
Mr. Spencer nodded in agreement and smacked the table emphatically. "Yes! Keep the boy. Let Tina help you, and you'll be fine."
I could roll my eyes—Tina might have convinced them, but they forgot that I was the one pregnant here.
If I refused, no one would get to abort my daughter!
Deciding to turn the tables right then, I sobbed, "No! I'm not losing either of my twins! Please, Tina… If you can help me, why not help me save both my twins?"
Tina paused. "T-That's going to be difficult… You'll just make things worse if you die during childbirth…"
"It's fine!" I insisted. "I don't mind dying if I can save both children! All I want is for them to be born healthy!"
Tina could only stay silent and trade looks with Zach then, both of them clearly out of ideas and clearly going to discuss their next course of action behind my back.
Seeing that, I added fuel to the fire. "If I can't save both, then I might as well die!"
With that, I started toward the balcony, and everyone promptly stopped me.
Still, they were clearly scared now, and Tina had no choice but to promise to take care of me.
Just a few days later, she showed up with a stack of medicine, telling me that I must take it every day, or I might die if I missed even one prescription.
I gasped and nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, I won't."
Zach even had her stay for dinner and drove her home afterward because he was 'grateful'.
As for me, I was laying in bed and looking through the prescriptions when the boy in my belly started speaking to me again.
[Mommy? Please take the medicine so that my sister and I can survive. We both want to see you soon!]
That immediately told me there was something suspicious about the medicine, and I must never take it.
