"Don't worry. I added honey to the water. It's sweet. Come on, let me feed you."
'No. That is not my baby. It’s yours and Xandra’s!' I mentally screamed.
He brought the pill to my lips, leaving me no chance to refuse.
A chill spread through my body. I closed my eyes and swallowed the pill dry, refusing to drink the honeyed water.
I didn't want that kind of fake sweetness.
The effects of the drug hit quickly. A searing pain burned through my lower abdomen, as though flames were consuming me from the inside, or as if someone were slicing me open with a knife. Blood gushed from between my legs.
"Lydia, what's wrong?!"
Samuel shouted for the doctor. The pain was unbearable, and I passed out.
In my daze, I heard the doctor’s voice.
"Mr. Lopez, the drug has completely corroded her uterus. She will never be able to have children again."
Samuel let out a long sigh of relief.
When I woke again, his eyes were red, his face filled with grief as he gazed at me. "Lydia, the doctor said you suffered severe postpartum hemorrhage... The doctor said you won’t be able to have children anymore."
"Don’t be sad. Thankfully, we already have Apollo. He’ll grow up to be a good son to you."
Apollo?