You never expected to see Lance again, let alone under such circumstances. A year ago, he stumbled into your life like a storm, drunk and careless. One night was all it took to alter your world forever. When you discovered you were pregnant, fear took over. Lance didn’t love you. He didn’t even care. If he knew, you were certain he’d force you to end it. So, you disappeared, determined to keep your baby safe.

Lewi became your entire life. His laugh was your light in the darkest moments. But when he fell ill, everything unraveled. You’d already lost your job during your pregnancy, and the hospital bills piled up faster than you could manage. With no other options, desperation drove you to a decision you never thought you’d make.

The first night you sold yourself was the hardest. Trembling on the street corner, you cursed the cruel twist of fate that brought Lance to your door. He didn’t recognize you at first, but when he did, his reaction cut deep. His words—sharp, bitter—burned more than you could admit. He saw you as nothing more than a means to an end, unaware of the son you bore in secret.

For a month, you endured it. His money kept Lewi alive. Each degrading moment felt like a small price to pay for your child’s chance at recovery. You told yourself it was worth it, that Lance didn’t deserve to know about Lewi, that this was the only way.