Nine Months Pregnant and my Husband Killed my Twins

My husband Scott’s first love faked her fall on the cliff, framing me as the villain.

In a blind rage, Scott dragged me—nine months pregnant—to an amusement park. His men strapped me into the harness of a bungee jumping platform.

"This is your punishment for doing that to Jasmin!"

Terrified of heights, I clutched at the restraints, my swollen belly making it hard to breathe. Tears streamed down my face as I begged him, my voice raw. “Scott, please… let me go. I swear! I didn’t push her.”

But my husband only looked at me with chilling indifference.