Love, Lies And Hidden Truths

The Agony Of Betrayal

The only sound in the dimly lit hospital room was the heart monitor's constant beep; the air was thick with the antiseptic smell of disinfectant. The bright daylight was fading into thick darkness, and Jeri's dreams were becoming increasingly blurry with each passing second, as she lay on the hospital bed, her pale face twisted in agony. Her abdomen ached, her insides feeling like they were being torn apart. Perhaps this would be her last day on Earth. Who knows? “No…please.” grappling the sheets tightly, Jeri cursed amidst the torment as tears continued welling down her eyes and soaked the bed. She tried to call for help, but her voice was thin and barely audible. “You're finally getting what you deserve.” A chilly expression graced the face of Jeri's stepmother, who was sitting in a chair next to the bed. She made no attempt to assist the 21-year-old pale pregnant woman who was in anguish. Well, she can't be blamed because her barren life never permitted her to experi...