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Lending My Womb to My Bestie

Sabrina Reeves despises children yet desperately wants one without the burden of pregnancy. When she asks her best friend to act as a surrogate, the refusal triggers a violent fallout. After Sabrina's life spirals into addiction and her husband discards her for being barren, she blames her friend for the misery and commits a horrific murder. Now, the protagonist has miraculously returned to the day of the original request. She must navigate this terrifying mystery to change her fate.
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Chapter 2

Sabrina snapped, "You think it's funny to mess with me, Abby? Do you enjoy watching me stress out over having a kid? If you don't want to help, just say so! There's no need to beat around the bush!"

I put on a panicked act and shook my head. "Rina, you've misunderstood me. Both of my fallopian tubes are blocked; I have no idea how long the treatment will take. I can't get pregnant now. I truly want to help you, but I just can't."

"You're lying! There's no way it's such a coincidence!"

I sighed helplessly.

I knew Sabrina wouldn't believe me, so I decided to let her see it for herself.

"My checkup results weren't great. I haven't even had time to go back for a follow-up before coming to you. Why don't you come to the hospital with me?"

It would completely shut down any ideas Sabrina had of scheming against me.

After I died in my previous life, I wandered for a long time as a restless soul.

I watched Mom break down, desperately searching through my belongings for any trace that I had once existed.

It wasn't until she found my medical report that I learned about my condition.

The body Sabrina had been fixated on all along was unhealthy.

After a full round of tests, everything matched what I had said. The news hit Sabrina like a thunderclap, and her hope collapsed in an instant.

"Rina, don't be so fixated on me. You're more than capable of having your own child. Once you have your own baby, you won't hate kids anymore. The kids you hate are just badly raised. Do you think you'd mess up your own child too?

"You need to have more faith in yourself. You're so pretty, and Harold is so handsome. Your kid would be insanely good-looking! Just picture it. Don't you feel even a little excited?"

As I spoke, Sabrina fell into thought, like she was starting to see my point.

She hesitated before asking, "Will my own kid really be different? Do you really think it'd be better if I had one myself?"

"Of course. A child of your own is different. That bond can't be replaced."

Even the doctor smiled and chimed in, "You'll know how adorable babies are once you have one. They're so soft and cuddly. Impossible not to love."

Sabrina didn't quite get it, but her stance began to crumble. There was even a hint of anticipation on her face.

Her so-called hatred of children had always been nothing but an excuse.

But even if she wanted to try for one herself now, I wasn't about to let her.

I suddenly thought of a parenting simulation center nearby, and an idea flashed through my mind.

"Rina, you don't have to decide right away. There's a place nearby where you can try out what being a mom feels like. Why don't you give it a shot?"

Sabrina's eyes shifted. "Abby, why don't you try it too?"

Afraid I'd say no, she quickly added, "Just think of it as getting experience for the future."

"Sure!"

What a bitch. She was scared, so she wanted a sacrificial lamb to share the burden.

But that was fine. I'd make sure she felt it down to her bones.

I went all out and bought her the full premium package. As for me, I wasn't about to waste money on that.

While we were changing, I pulled a staff member aside. "Miss, my friend's a bit shy, but she has a little kink. She's the type who says it hurts even when she's enjoying herself. So, during the labor simulation, don't mind her if she starts screaming. Just get through the process as usual."

The staff member stared at me in shock but nodded anyway.

I pressed down the smile creeping onto my lips. Inside, I was already laughing.