WOMB ON TRIAL
EPISODE 1:
I think I made a mistake choosing Emeka. Or maybe the mistake was marrying into this family. If only I had seen the signs earlier… if only I had listened to my instincts. But love has a way of blinding you, making you believe that all will be well.
I should have known something was wrong when my mother-in-law smiled too much at our wedding. That was not the smile of a mother welcoming a daughter—it was the smile of a queen who had just acquired a servant.
Now, here I sit in the middle of a family meeting, feeling like a criminal on trial. I glance at Emeka, silently begging him to say something, anything. But he stares at the floor like a child being scolded.
“Nkechi,” my mother-in-law’s voice is sharp, dragging my attention back to her. “It has been two years, yet we see no sign of a child. What exactly is the problem?”
I swallow hard. I had heard the rumors—how women in this family are expected to bear a son within the first two years of marriage. But I never imagined they would actually summon me like this, like a disobedient child.
“I—I believe God’s time is the best,” I stammer.
My sisters-in-law scoff. One of them, Ifeoma, leans forward. “That’s what barren women say.”
A cold chill runs through my spine. Barren? The word stings like acid. I look at Emeka again, hoping, praying for him to say something. But he remains silent. His mother smirks, as if enjoying my humiliation.
“Listen carefully, Nkechi,” she continues. “In this family, a woman secures her place by giving birth to a male child. If you cannot do that, then we must consider… other options.”
A suffocating silence fills the room. I feel my heartbeat in my throat. Other options? What does she mean?
“Let’s give her a little more time,” Emeka finally speaks.
For a second, relief washes over me—until I realize his voice lacks conviction. He is not defending me. He is only delaying their judgment.
As I sit there, my mind screams at me. Run, Nkechi. Run while you still can.
But where will I go?
TO BE CONTINUED...✍️✍️✍️✍️
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WOMB ON TRIAL
EPISODE 1:
I think I made a mistake choosing Emeka. Or maybe the mistake was marrying into this family. If only I had seen the signs earlier… if only I had listened to my instincts. But love has a way of blinding you, making you believe that all will be well.
I should have known something was wrong when my mother-in-law smiled too much at our wedding. That was not the smile of a mother welcoming a daughter—it was the smile of a queen who had just acquired a servant.
Now, here I sit in the middle of a family meeting, feeling like a criminal on trial. I glance at Emeka, silently begging him to say something, anything. But he stares at the floor like a child being scolded.
“Nkechi,” my mother-in-law’s voice is sharp, dragging my attention back to her. “It has been two years, yet we see no sign of a child. What exactly is the problem?”
I swallow hard. I had heard the rumors—how women in this family are expected to bear a son within the first two years of marriage. But I never imagined they would actually summon me like this, like a disobedient child.
“I—I believe God’s time is the best,” I stammer.
My sisters-in-law scoff. One of them, Ifeoma, leans forward. “That’s what barren women say.”
A cold chill runs through my spine. Barren? The word stings like acid. I look at Emeka again, hoping, praying for him to say something. But he remains silent. His mother smirks, as if enjoying my humiliation.
“Listen carefully, Nkechi,” she continues. “In this family, a woman secures her place by giving birth to a male child. If you cannot do that, then we must consider… other options.”
A suffocating silence fills the room. I feel my heartbeat in my throat. Other options? What does she mean?
“Let’s give her a little more time,” Emeka finally speaks.
For a second, relief washes over me—until I realize his voice lacks conviction. He is not defending me. He is only delaying their judgment.
As I sit there, my mind screams at me. Run, Nkechi. Run while you still can.
But where will I go?
TO BE CONTINUED...✍️✍️✍️✍️
#storytelling #virals #trendingpost #catalystboost #story #storytime