Melomiri

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Language: en

After taking prenatal meds from my adoptive sister, searing pain ripped through my abdomen. My eldest brother, a top surgeon, called for an emergency C-section. My husband Leo, my childhood sweetheart, roared, “Save her! I only want my wife!” My three brothers’ eyes were bloodshot. “Quiet, darling, sleep it off. We have the best doctors.” In agony, I was grateful they were all there. But waiting for anesthesia, I overheard them outside. My eldest brother sounded excited. “Willow’s healthy, perfect match. Transplant her heart to Luna.” My second brother, a CEO, agreed. “I’ll destroy…

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