His Sinful Obsession / JJk ff

Ch:1 BOUNDED BY SHADOWS

This story contains dark themes, including violence, death, and psychological distress.

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The hallway was bathed in a dim, flickering light, casting long shadows that danced across the walls. Annie sat there, hunched over with her hands clasped tightly, lost in a labyrinth of thoughts that seemed to pull her deeper with each passing moment.
Yn! Yn!" Sia's voice cut through the haze, accompanied by a gentle tap on her shoulder. Slowly, Yn turned to face her friend, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and uncertainty.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Sia asked, her voice echoing through the empty corridor. "There are other ways to earn money, cynthia . Why this?"

Cynthia reply came out in a rush, tinged with desperation. "There's no other way. I can't even work in a company because of my debts, and those certificates are locked in those hands. It's better than... than the alternatives. Atleast I don't have to sleep with any old man to repay my debts" Her voice faltered, betraying the turmoil within her.

Sia reached out, holding cynthia's trembling hands in her own, offering a reassuring embrace amidst the cold silence of the hallway. "You're so brave, cynthia I believe in you," she said softly, her words a lifeline in the suffocating stillness.

With a nod towards the approaching nurse, cynthia gathered herself, feeling a surge of emotions course through her veins. Her palms were clammy, her heart pounding in her chest as she forced herself to move forward.

Inside the surgery room, cynthia apprehension grew palpable. The sterile environment felt unnaturally tense, and the sight of cameras in an IVF lab raised alarms in her mind.

"Why is there a camera here?" Cynthia asked, her voice quivering despite her attempts to stay calm.

"It's just a safety precaution, nothing to worry about," the doctor replied, her demeanor slightly shaken but composed. "Relax, cynthia . Trust me."

Cynthia laid back on the bed as instructed, trying to steady her nerves. The doctor's words were a faint comfort, but anxiety gnawed at her as the procedure began. She closed her eyes, focusing on her breath, while the doctor worked with precision and care.

After what felt like an eternity, Cynthia was told to rest for a while. As she lay there, thoughts raced through her mind about what lay ahead.

"Miss cynthia , you're all done. Come back in a week for a follow-up," the doctor said, breaking through her reverie with a sense of relief.