Second Chance: Hiding My Pregnancy After the Breakup

"Margaret..." Robert groaned my sister's name as he finished inside me. For three years, I'd lived like a pathetic shadow of Margaret. He shredded my college acceptance letter. Forced me into the silk dresses Margaret wore before she died. Shoved birth control pills down my throat while I choked on tears. Everyone said the same thing: "Sophia, you killed Margaret. You owe her your life." Even my own parents spat the words: "Why wasn't it you who died?" I swallowed every humiliation, convinced that if I just endured long enough, the truth would surface.convinced that if I just endured long enough, I could finally pay my debt. Until that rainy night when I heard her voice—Margaret's voice—dripping with casual amusement through a phone call: "Oh, darling, it was just a joke. Who knew they'd actually fall for it? Watching Sophia crawl at Robert's feet like a dog, wearing my clothes, playing the replacement... honestly, it's the best entertainment I've had in years." My entire world shattered. My suffering had been nothing but her twisted game. The man I loved, my own family—they'd all conspired to destroy me, just to make her smile. I shoved open the private room door. In front of everyone, I slapped Margaret across the face. "You want to play games? Fine. Let's play." I spun around and threw the pregnancy test results at Robert, who looked ready to lose his mind trying to keep me there. "Robert, you don't deserve to be my child's father. Find yourself another replacement—I'm done." Continuously updating, with 3 chapters added daily.