My Ex Demanded An Abortion

Summary

Seven years with Harrison Cole. Seven years that dissolved into nothingness like sugar in hot tea.

After the engagement was broken, a routine trip to the hospital handed me a shock: I was three months pregnant.

Harrison slammed the medical report onto my desk, his face a mask of glacial indifference.

"Ambitious, aren't we? Trying to trap me with a baby to secure your spot?"

I stared at the paperwork, the black ink blurring slightly. I told him the truth: the child wasn't his.