Lina grew into a bright, kind, and confident little girl. She loved drawing, always smiling, always asking questions about the world. And every night, before sleeping, she would whisper:
“Mom, you’re my hero.”
And every time… my heart would melt.
Because in the end, I didn’t just escape a toxic family.
I built a better one.
And the truth is…
They thought my worth depended on giving birth to a boy.
But I gave birth to something far greater—
A new life.
A new beginning.
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