He Asked Me to Bear His Enemy’s Baby

A car accident took my father’s life instantly, and my mother was left in a vegetative state. As the principal dancer of the troupe, I found myself unable to dance anymore.

I attended the funeral confined to a wheelchair. After the mourners had left, a group of thugs abducted me.

They subjected me to horrific abuse inside my father’s funeral hall—and streamed everything live. The footage was sold cheaply and quickly spread across the internet.

The dance troupe immediately terminated my contract. My fiancé, Zech Winters, sent me a cold breakup message and fled the country.