\nAt seven months pregnant with twins, my husband\u2019s boss sent me a photo of Eric in her bed. Hours later, they delivered the ultimate betrayal \u2014 he was leaving me for her, and she wanted one of my babies in exchange for housing. Little did they know what I had planned.\n
I was heavily pregnant with twins when my life fell apart.\n
I was folding tiny onesies, daydreaming about baby names, when my phone buzzed.\n
My heart pounded when I saw it was a message from my husband\u2019s boss, Veronica. I immediately assumed something bad had happened to Eric at work, but the truth was far worse.\n
I opened the message, expecting news of an accident, but found a picture of Eric, lying in a strange bed, shirtless. Smirking at the camera.\n
If there\u2019d been any doubt in my mind about what it meant, the caption made it perfectly clear: \u201cIt\u2019s time you knew. He\u2019s mine.\u201d\n
My hands went cold. The babies kicked inside me, almost sensing my distress. Eric was cheating on me with his boss.\n
I immediately called Eric, but it went straight to voicemail. I kept trying, but none of my calls went through.\n
\n
By that point, it felt like the twins were taking turns treating my bladder like a trampoline. I slowly lowered myself onto the sofa and placed a hand on my belly.\n
\u201cEasy, babies,\u201d I muttered. \u201cMama will take care of you, always. And no matter what happens now, I know Daddy\u2026 Eric won\u2019t abandon you, even if he\u2019s betrayed me.\u201d\n
I could never have imagined how wrong I was.\n
When Eric arrived home from work that evening, he wasn\u2019t alone.\n
Veronica waltzed in like she owned the place. Tall, confident, dressed in clothes that probably cost more than our rent. The type of woman who commanded attention just by breathing.\n
\u201cEric\u2026 what is this?\u201d I stood in the living room, staring them both down, trying to be strong even if I didn\u2019t feel like I was.\n
Eric sighed. \u201cIt\u2019s simple, Lauren. I\u2019m in love with Veronica, so I\u2019m leaving you. Let\u2019s be adults about this and not make a scene, okay?\u201d\n
The words hit me like physical blows. Each one landed precisely where it hurt the most.\n
\u201cYou can\u2019t be serious,\u201d I whispered. \u201cWe\u2019re having babies in two months.\u201d\n
\u201cLife happens,\u201d he said with a shrug. A shrug! Like he was discussing a change in dinner plans, not abandoning his pregnant wife.\n
Then Veronica crossed her arms, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against her designer blazer.\n
\u201cAnd since this is Eric\u2019s apartment, you\u2019ll need to move out by the end of the week.\u201d\n
I saw red. \u201cAre you both insane? I have nowhere to go! I\u2019m carrying HIS children!\u201d\n
\u201cTwins, right?\u201d She tilted her head, studying my belly with cold calculation. \u201cOr is it triplets? You are rather\u2026 swollen. I think I can offer you a solution.\u201d\n
Her lips curved into what I suppose she thought was a smile. \u201cI\u2019ll rent you a house and cover all your expenses, but I want one of your babies.\u201d\n
My blood ran cold. \u201cWhat?!\u201d\n
\u201cI\u2019d like to have a baby, but there\u2019s no way I\u2019m going to do that to my body.\u201d She twirled a finger at my belly. \u201cYou\u2019ll never manage raising twins alone, so this is a win-win situation.\u201d\n
I couldn\u2019t believe what I was hearing. This woman spoke like she was talking about adopting a puppy!\n
\u201cI\u2019ll raise the child as mine. They\u2019ll have the best nannies, and attend the best schools\u2026\u201d she stroked Eric\u2019s chest, and he leaned into her touch. \u201cAnd you get a roof over your head. It\u2019s a fair deal.\u201d\n
Eric nodded along as she spoke, like bartering one of our babies was reasonable.\n
I couldn\u2019t breathe. How dare they try to turn my babies into bargaining chips? I wanted to kick them both out, but they had me cornered. I had no family or close friends I could turn to.\n
But then a plan formed in my mind.\n
\u201cI have nowhere else to go,\u201d I whispered, forcing tears to my eyes. \u201cI\u2019ll agree to your deal, but I have one condition.\u201d\n
Veronica smirked. \u201cSmart girl. What\u2019s the condition?\u201d\n
\u201cI want to pick which baby you get.\u201d I sniffled, looking down as if ashamed. \u201cJust give me some time with them to decide which one will have a better life with you.\u201d\n
She exchanged a look with Eric. They thought I was defeated \u2014 I could see it in their eyes.\n
\u201cFine,\u201d she agreed. \u201cBut don\u2019t take too long. Once they\u2019re born, we\u2019ll take the one you don\u2019t want.\u201d\n
I nodded, wiping away a fake tear. \u201cAnd\u2026 one more thing.\u201d\n
Veronica sighed dramatically. \u201cWhat now?\u201d\n
\u201cYou\u2019ll buy me a house, not rent it,\u201d I said firmly. \u201cI need security. If you don\u2019t agree, I\u2019ll walk, and you\u2019ll never see either of them.\u201d\n
Eric scoffed, but Veronica held up a hand.\n
\u201cYou\u2019re pushy, but I\u2019ll agree,\u201d she said. \u201cIt saves me the trouble and delay of finding an alternative solution. But you better hold up your end of the deal.\u201d\n
I nodded, looking every bit the broken, helpless woman they thought I was.\n
But inside? I was grinning. Because they had no idea what was coming.\n
The next few months were a game of patience.\n
Veronica bought me a three-bedroom house in a quiet neighborhood. She and Eric didn\u2019t even view it, or meet the agent until the day we signed the papers.\n
I breathed a sigh of relief as we left the realtor\u2019s office that day. Step one was complete, and they were still clueless.\n
I updated them on doctor\u2019s appointments and let Veronica feel my belly when she visited, cooing about \u201cher\u201d baby. I told her I was agonizing over choosing which baby to keep.\n
It was all a play for time while I prepared the final blow.\n
I went into labor on a Tuesday night. I texted Veronica when I left for the hospital, but made sure the nurses knew I didn\u2019t want her or Eric in the delivery room.\n
I heard them complaining outside at one point, but the contractions were coming hard and fast by then and I didn\u2019t make out what they were saying.\n
Six hours later, my babies arrived. Two perfect girls with wisps of dark hair and lungs that worked just fine.\n
The nurse smiled. \u201cWant me to tell your husband and your\u2026 friend?\u201d\n
\u201cTell them the babies are fine, but I need three days,\u201d I said, holding my daughters.\n
The nurse looked confused but nodded.\n
I named the girls Lily and Emma. I memorized their faces, their cries, and the feel of their tiny fingers clasped around mine.\n
And I finalized my plan.\n
I took the babies home on the second day. On the third day, I called Veronica.\n
\u201cI\u2019m ready to talk.\u201d\n
She and Eric showed up within an hour. Veronica was practically vibrating with excitement, Eric trailing behind her like a shadow.\n
\u201cSo,\u201d she cooed, walking into my house. \u201cWhich one is mine?\u201d\n
I took a deep breath, holding one baby in each arm. \u201cNeither.\u201d\n
Her smile froze. \u201cExcuse me?\u201d\n
I stood up slowly. My body ached, but my voice was strong.\n
\u201cI\u2019m not giving you my child, Veronica. Either of them.\u201d\n
Eric groaned. \u201cOh, don\u2019t start this dramatic nonsense\u2014\u201d\n
\u201cYou two thought you could buy a baby from me? Like I was some desperate idiot? Well, newsflash: I\u2019m not.\u201d\n
\u201cThen I\u2019m kicking you out of this house,\u201d Veronica snarled. \u201cYou can live on the street for all I care!\u201d\n
I smiled. \u201cYou can\u2019t do that. This house is in my name.\u201d\n
Veronica\u2019s face drained of color. \u201cWhat? No, that\u2019s impossible! Eric, tell her!\u201d\n
Eric looked just as confused. \u201cWe signed the papers together!\u201d\n
\u201cYeah. And you both signed it over to me completely. You were too busy gloating to notice. My name\u2019s the only one on the deed.\u201d\n
Veronica stumbled back like I\u2019d slapped her.\n
\u201cYou conniving little\u2014\u201d\n
\u201cOh, and one more thing,\u201d I added, gently rocking Lily as she fussed. \u201cI went ahead and told a few people about how Eric cheated on his pregnant wife, and how he and his mistress tried to buy his child.\u201d\n
I nodded toward my phone on the coffee table.\n
\u201cFeel free to check social media. I posted everything last night. The messages. The pictures. Your sick baby deal. It\u2019s all there. I tagged your company too, Veronica, and your investors. Even those charity boards you sit on.\u201d\n
Veronica lunged for my phone. Her face went from pale to gray as she scrolled.\n
\u201cAs you can see, they find your behavior very interesting.\u201d\n
Veronica screamed, a sound of pure rage and desperation.\n
Eric grabbed the phone from her, his face white as paper. \u201cYou \u2014 you ruined us!\u201d\n
\u201cNo. You ruined yourselves.\u201d\n
Eric lost his job. Attempting to sell your child didn\u2019t sit well with his company\u2019s \u201cfamily values\u201d image. Veronica wasn\u2019t just fired: she made front-page news for all the wrong reasons and her social and business circles blackballed her.\n
And me? I rocked my girls to sleep each night in our beautiful home, content in the knowledge that I didn\u2019t just get revenge.\n
I won.\n
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.\n
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