I never told my mother-in-law I was a judge. To her, I was just an unemployed gold digger. A few hours after the C-section, she burst into my room with the adoption papers and said mockingly, “You don’t deserve the VIP room. Give one of the twins to my infertile daughter; you can’t handle two anyway.” I hugged the babies and pressed the panic button. When the police arrived, she yelled at me that I was crazy. They were about to arrest me… until the chief recognized me… The recovery room at St. Jude Medical Center was more like a luxury hotel room than a hospital. At my request, the expensive orchids that the District Attorney’s office and the Supreme Court had sent me were hidden away; I needed to maintain the “unemployed wife” image with my in-laws. I had just survived a complicated C-section, given birth to twins Leo and Luna, and seeing them sleeping peacefully, I knew all the pain had been worth it. And then the door burst open. Mrs. Sterling, my mother-in-law, entered the room with a firm stride, exuding a strong scent of expensive perfume and furs. She surveyed the luxurious room with obvious disdain. "VIP room?" she snapped, kicking the leg of my bed so hard I flinched. "My son works himself to the bone so you can spend money on silk pillows and room service? Are you really a useless leech?" She threw the crumpled document onto the table. "Sign this. This is a relinquishment of parental rights. Karen, your sister-in-law, is infertile. She needs a son to continue the family line. Besides, you can't handle two babies." Give Leo to Karen and keep the girl. I froze. "What are you talking about? They're my children!" "Don't be selfish!" she barked, heading for Leo's crib. "I'm taking him now.

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Especially if the child grew up in a home where love was measured by sacrifice.

But then I realized something else.

Galina Petrovna did not only interfere.

She built a system of debt around Artyom.

Any success he had belonged to her.

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Any woman who was near him was considered a passenger.

Any limit is an insult.

When we got married, she was smiling in the photos.

In the kitchen, in front of the guests, she put salad on my plate.

She said, “The most important thing is to take care of each other.”

And a week later he asked me if I had money to buy me some winter boots, or if now everything would be paid for by his son.

Then I remained silent.

And many times afterwards as well.

She called me quiet, characterless, and dull.

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