MY HUSBAND LEFT ME FOR HIS BOSS WHILE I WAS PREGNANT—THEN THEY DEMANDED ONE OF MY BABIES.

At seven months pregnant with twins, my world shattered.
I got a message from my husband’s boss, Veronica. Thought it was work-related. But when I opened it?

A picture. Eric. Shirtless. Smirking. Caption: “It’s time for you to know. He’s mine.”
By evening, I was waiting for him, heart pounding. When the door opened—he wasn’t alone. Veronica waltzed in like she owned the place.

Eric sighed. “Lauren, let’s be adults. I love Veronica. I’m leaving you.”

Then Veronica crossed her arms. “And since this is HIS apartment, you’ll need to move out by the end of the week.”
I saw red. “I have nowhere to go! I’m carrying HIS children!”
She tilted her head. “Twins, right? I’ll rent you a house, cover expenses… if you give me ONE of your babies.”

My blood ran cold. “What?!”
“Twins are hard. But I want a baby—WITHOUT RUINING MY BODY.” She stroked Eric’s chest. “I’ll raise the child as mine. You get a roof over your head. It’s a fair deal.”

Eric just nodded. Like this was normal.
I wanted to scream. Instead, I forced a tearful smile.
“Deal. But I have one condition.”
Veronica smirked. “Smart girl. What’s the condition?”
They had NO idea what was coming.

I took a slow breath, placing a gentle hand on my belly as if I were considering her offer.