My Family Are All Worms 2

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02.

I was in my apartment, the one I rented for the convenience of my job.

The laurel I’d placed in a vase just before I died was still fresh, unstained by blood.

My severed hand and foot weren’t by the door.

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Taking a deep breath, I realized I was reborn!

I gently stroked Ashley’s innocent face. That face, always so pure, so fragile. I wondered what she’d look like if I stripped

away the mask, revealing the selfishness and

malice beneath.

It would be ten times more interesting, I bet.

So, I smiled, a cruel, hard smile, and said,

“Have it, of course!”

Have it, Ashley.

This XYY child will likely be infertile, ending

Ryan’s family line, and filling your marriage

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with blame and abuse.

He will raise a knife, driven by uncontrolled

rage, against all of you, one day.

I can’t wait to see who cries louder

me, as

I’m dismembered, or you and Ryan, as your

own son destroys you?

“But… the doctor said he might be difficult…”

I took her hand, my voice full of false concern. “But he’s your son, Ashley. Your

flesh and blood. A son! Think of it – a son

will give you leverage with Ryan’s mother.

She won’t be able to push you around

anymore.‘

“”

Ashley was swayed, but she continued to

whine, “But… but…”

Inwardly, I sneered.

Last time, when I genuinely tried to help, you

accused me of wanting to harm your baby.

Now, I don’t advise you, and suddenly, you’re

thinking clearly, analyzing the pros and cons?

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Want an abortion? Over my dead body.

Literally.

Without this child, who will avenge me?

Who will ensure my escape?

So, I delivered the final blow-

“They say XYY babies have an extra male

chromosome. They’re like superheroes! He’ll

grow up to be your protector. You’ll never

have to be afraid again.”

That did it. Ashley’s hesitation vanished.

Her eyes hardened with a new resolve, and

she gently caressed her belly, her face filled

with dreams of a bright future.

I smiled along with her.

She smiled in her ignorance.

I smiled in anticipation.

This child would be a protector, alright. Not

Chapter 2

After Ashley left, my phone buzzed

incessantly.

The “Happy Family” group chat was blowing

All our relatives – Ashley’s parents, my

parents, even Ryan – were showering me

with gratitude for convincing Ashley to keep the baby.

Even my grandma sent a minute–long voice

note, which translated to a string of “thank yous” and “hahas.”

The hypocrisy was astounding.

Last time, when Ryan was ranting in the

group chat, calling me a homewrecker and a

jealous old maid envious of Ashley’s

happiness, they were singing a different tune.

My aunt, now sending three red envelopes (virtual cash gifts), had said, “Sarah, just

because you’re almost thirty and single

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aoesn’t mean you snouià try to sabotage

Ashley’s happiness.”

My uncle, now thanking me profusely, had

chimed in, “A woman’s worst qualities are

bossiness and gossip. No wonder you’re

single, Sarah, you’re not exactly wife

material.”

Even my own parents had told me, “It’s better

to demolish ten temples than to ruin a

marriage,” and warned Ashley not to listen to

a spinster who’d never even held a man’s

hand.

Grandma had called and yelled at me so loud

I could hear her without putting her on

speakerphone.

And me? A graduate of a top university, a successful entrepreneur who’d jumped ship

–

from a Fortune 500 company — though still

far from financially independent.

What exactly was I supposed to envy about

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Ashley, a community college graduate who u rushed into a marriage, with no income, no skills, nothing but the title of “housewife“? Should I envy the way she simpered at Ryan when asking for money, a smile even more obsequious than mine when closing a deal with a client?

Should I envy her mother–in–law’s constant disdain?

Or should I envy her predictable, unfulfilling life?

Scoffing, I put on a mask of fake kindness and replied sweetly in the group chat, “It was nothing, really. I wish Ashley and Ryan all the best! May they live happily ever after!”