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She stood quickly, her face twisted with anger.
My future mother-in-law demanded my ATM card to pay for the wedding. When I refused, they locked the door and shoved me against the wall. “Hand over the card, or the wedding is off. Who wants s preg/nant woman like you?” she laughed. My fiancé screamed, “We’re about to become family, and you’re still selfish.” They expected tears and surrender. Instead, I looked him straight in the eye, raised my leg, and
“Sit down, Maya,” she ordered. “You are not leaving.”
I laughed once, thinking she was throwing another tantrum.
“I’m going home.”
“I said sit down!” she screamed.
Julian’s voice changed too.
“Babe, wait.”
Before I reached the door, he rushed forward and locked the heavy deadbolt.
The living room smelled of continue reading …
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