WOMB ON TRIAL EPISODE 3: I didn’t sleep after that. How could I? My own husband—my supposed protector—was conspiring against me. Each word from his phone call replayed in my mind like a cruel echo. "She won’t suspect anything." But I did. And now, I had to find out what they were planning before it was too late. By the time Emeka drifted into a deep sleep, his phone was still beside him, unlocked. I hesitated. I had never invaded his privacy before, but this wasn’t about privacy. This was about survival. Slowly, I reached for the phone and scrolled through his call logs. The last call had been with Mama. My fingers trembled as I clicked on their messages. Mama: She’s taking too long. It’s time for the next step. Emeka: I’ll talk to her, but we have to be careful. She’s already suspicious. Mama: Then stop wasting time. The girl is ready. We can’t delay any longer. I froze. "The girl is ready?" I scrolled up frantically, my breath hitching. Then, I saw it. A name I didn’t recognize—Chisom. There were pictures. A beautiful young woman, smiling shyly, dressed in traditional attire. My stomach twisted. "They had already chosen my replacement." A wave of nausea hit me, and I barely made it to the bathroom before emptying my stomach. The realization crashed over me like a tidal wave—I was being erased. Wiping my mouth, I gripped the sink, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were red, my face pale. The woman looking back at me wasn’t the same Nkechi who had walked into this marriage full of hope. "I can’t stay here." But leaving wasn’t just about packing a bag and walking away. I knew my family would never support a divorce. And Emeka’s family? They wouldn’t let me leave quietly. I had to be smart. Taking one last look at my sleeping husband, I made a silent vow. "You think I don’t suspect anything, Emeka? Watch me." I was going to find out everything they were planning. And when I did, I would make sure I was the one who decided how this story ended. TO BE CONTINUED...✍️✍️✍️ #catalystboost #storytelling #virals #story #storytime #trendingpost

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

Omoyele sowore, revolution is now. #trendingpost