Reborn to Ruin Them All

as back. My hand flew to my belly-round, firm, eight month

sing her, my baby girl ripped away. Mark's family, their greedy faces, haunted m

life's ruin. They called my unborn daughter 'worthless' plotting my divorce and even groomin

hey'd sacrifice an innocent life. How could family be so cold, so utterly devoi

foresight. This time, my baby girl would live. This time, I was ready. And they would pay.