“Wait, she has two daughters with disabilities,
and she’s trying for a third?”
“Oh my god, I can barely afford to live as it is,
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and now I’m terrified of dying and being
reborn into that family.”
“If the third kid is healthy, they’ll have to
support four disabled people. That’s just
repeating the cycle of abuse.‘
“A mother with cerebral palsy, an autistic
father, two disabled kids, a broken
home…they’re expecting an embryo to carry
all that baggage.”
“Do they have a throne to inherit or
something? Why are they so obsessed with a
healthy son?”
“Even a healthy kid in that environment would
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“Even a healthy kid in that environment would
end up depressed and traumatized. It’s a
nightmare.”
My phone started ringing.
I didn’t even need to check the caller ID.
I immediately hung up and blocked the
number.
Serve them right.
After blocking five different numbers, I finally
had some peace.
I finished feeding the geese and saw a few
messages from my cousin. Michael.
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messages from my cousin, Michael.
“Emily, you need to come home. Mom had a
heart attack and is in the hospital. She’s in
critical condition.”
“Delete those videos right now!”
“This is going too far, Emily. I don’t know
what to say.”
“Look, we’re family. Let’s not make this any
uglier.”
“Come home, and I’ll put in a good word for
you.”
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He also sent a video of my mom lying on the
ground, apparently unconscious.
He had no idea that seeing that didn’t make
me feel bad. It actually made me happy.
I hadn’t done anything wrong. My only
mistake was not leavinger.
People never understand pain until it happens
to them.
“Michael, you’re so kind. Why don’t you take
care of them?”
I watched his status flicker with “typing…”
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I knew it would be a long, dramatic message.
I blocked him.
I wondered if he’d be angry when he saw the
red exclamation mark.
Whatever. His anger wasn’t my problem.
A while later, I got a message from my
cousin, Jessica: “Emily, don’t come back!
Mom’s faking it. They’re planning to lock you
up when you get here and marry you off to
some old creep. They’ll use the dowry money
for Sarah to have more kids.”
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I felt a pang of sadness, but also a sense of
grim acceptance.
