Melomiri

Ten Years of Misery Foretold by My Future Son

Language: en

I FaceTimed my fiancé, Isaiah, but a ten-year-old boy answered. He looked exactly like Isaiah. He stared at me, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot. Then, he let out a heartbreaking cry, "Mom!" I froze. I was only one month pregnant and not even married yet. How could I have a ten-year-old son? Before I could say anything, the boy shook his head, tears streaming down his face. "Mom, I'm your unborn baby from the future." "Please, don't marry Dad. He’s been sleeping with Chloe for a long time." My instinct was to deny it, but the boy seemed to be running out of time. He screamed…

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