Chapter 6

chapter in my life. I was determined to be the best mother I could be and give my baby boy the happy and stable life he deserved.

As I looked at my baby boy, I felt a sense of hope and renewal. I knew that I would always be there to protect and support him, and that together, we would face whatever the future held.

I gently stroked his soft hair, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. I had never felt so happy and at peace in my life. This little boy was my everything, and I was grateful for his presence in my life.

As I gazed into his tiny face, I felt a sense of wonder and awe. His small nose, his delicate eyelashes, his tiny fingers and toes... everything about him was perfect.

I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I thought about the journey that had brought me to this moment. The struggles, the heartache, the fear... it had all been worth it, because it had led me to this precious little boy.

I whispered his name, "Andrew", and he stirred in my arms, his eyes opening briefly before closing again. I smiled, feeling my heart overflow with love.

As I held him close, I knew that I would never let him go. I would always be here for him, to protect him, to support him, to love him with every fiber of my being.

And as I looked into his tiny face, I knew that he would always be my everything. My reason for living, my purpose, my joy.

In that moment, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. I knew that no matter what the future held, I would face it with courage and strength, because I had Andrew to live for.

"I'm so glad to see you're enjoying motherhood," Madam Lucy said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But don't get too comfortable. The baby's father will be coming for him soon."

My eyes narrowed. "What do you know about it?"

Madam Lucy smiled, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Let's just say I have my ways. And when he finds out about the baby, he'll want to take him from you."

I felt a surge of anger and fear. "You're just trying to scare me, Madam Lucy. You've always been jealous of me."

Madam Lucy laughed. "Jealous of you? Ha! I'm the one who always comes out on top. And soon, I'll have the baby's father wrapped around my finger, just like I had your mother wrapped around my finger."

My eyes widened in shock. "You're the one who sold me out to my mother?"

Madam Lucy shrugged. "I did what I had to do to get ahead. And I'll do it again if it means getting what I want."

"You're a monster," I spat, my anger boiling over.

Madam Lucy smiled, her eyes glinting with malice. "And you're a foolish little girl who thinks she can outsmart me. But you'll never win, Mia. I'll always come out on top."

I felt a surge of determination. "I'll never let you have my child, Madam Lucy. I'll fight to the death to protect him."

Madam Lucy laughed. "We'll see about that. The baby's father will be here soon, and when he finds out about the baby, he'll want to take him from you. And I'll be the one to help him."

I knew I had to act fast. I couldn't let Madam Lucy get her hands on my child. I had to find a way to protect him, no matter what it took.

As I looked at Madam Lucy, I felt a wave of anger and betrayal wash over me. "You're the one who's responsible for all my suffering, aren't you?" I spat, my eyes blazing with accusation. "You're the one who sold me out to the one person who was supposed to love and protect me, my own...family."

My voice trailed off, but the implication was clear. Madam Lucy's smile faltered for a moment, and I saw a glimmer of guilt in her eyes. But it was quickly replaced by her usual composure.

"Don't be dramatic, Mia," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "You're just a pawn in a much larger game. And pawns are always sacrificed."

I felt a chill run down my spine at her words, but I knew I couldn't back down. I had to protect my child, no matter what it took.

I felt a lump form in my throat as I gazed at Madam Lucy, my eyes filling with tears. "How could you, Mother?" I whispered, my voice shaking with emotion. "How could you sell me out to my own family?"

Madam Lucy's expression turned cold and hard. "You were always a means to an end, Mia," she spat. "A way for me to get ahead. And now, you're just a obstacle in my way."

I felt a sob rack my body as I realized the truth. My own mother had never loved me, had never cared for me. I was just a pawn in her game of power and manipulation.

"You're not even human," I whispered, my eyes overflowing with tears. "You're a monster, just like you said."

Madam Lucy laughed, her eyes gleaming with malice. "And you're just a weak little girl who can't even protect herself, let alone her own child."

I felt a surge of anger and determination. I would not let her win. I would not let her take my child from me. I would fight to the death to protect him, no matter what it took.