Baby In A Jar, Heart In Shards

Synopsis

After ten years of marriage to my husband, I finally got pregnant. But the day he found out, he blew up at me. He yelled, "You knew Julia was already struggling after losing her baby to postpartum depression. And now you turn up pregnant—are you trying to destroy her?" I tried to explain it was just a coincidence, but he wouldn't hear a word. He grabbed my throat, his eyes burning with resentment. He snapped, "You're still lying. If you hadn't gone and announced your pregnancy in front of Julia, would she have lost it and spent three days straight crying her eyes out? "You think being pregnant makes you some kind of big deal? Well, looks like the embryo lab needs a volunteer. Maybe now you can finally do something useful for humanity." Without warning, he shoved me into the embryo lab, slammed the door behind me, and locked it with a sharp click. By the time he finally managed to calm Julia down, he suddenly remembered me and hurried to the lab. But when he arrived, the place was empty. The only thing left was me—immersed in a giant transparent tank, my belly still eerily swollen.