Chapter 223 You Don't Have A Choice

• For Mom to make such a statement, I instantly knew that her demand for me to get an abortion had nothing to do with my health and future, and everything to do with her.
• My suspicions were confirmed when she bit out. “You will not continue to embarrass us.” She looked at my Dad. “Go get the wheelchair. We’ll take her over to prenatal care ourselves.”
• Dad immediately exited out into the hallway. He returned a moment later with a wheelchair.