Melomiri

Born Bad

Language: en

My best friend, Lila, and I married brothers. A year later, we were both pregnant. Then came the bombshell: the hospital diagnosed her unborn son with Supermale Syndrome. The internet exploded, begging her to terminate. She refused. Her son grew up a prodigy, a sweet, brilliant boy who made a mockery of all the online hate. My son? He was born a monster. He bled me dry, destroyed my family, and when I finally cut him off, he stabbed me eighteen times for the deed to my house. As I lay dying, Lila smirked, thanking me for raising her perfect boy. They’d swapped our sons at birth. Now, my…

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