My sister stole my child's name, kidnapped him, and cut me off from the family. But the choice.

My sister stole my child's name, kidnapped him, and cut me off from the family. But the choice I made triggereda downfall she never saw coming. vAfter my emergency C-section, I found my sister altered the baby's name while I was asleep. Not being able to do anything hurt most.#reddit #radditstory #askreddit #storytime Although I was the surrogate, she claimed to be the true
mother and vowed to name the kid after me to commemorate my efforts. I died during labor and was resuscitated before
C-section. I had enough issues before that to permanently harm my physique. I
was glad to give my sister her dream kid. I was freed after 3 days without visits. I texted first whether the baby
was okay and if I could be the godmother. I wanted nothing else. Sis will make it official when you visit,
but not this weekend. Could be next. I asked to see Liam for 6 weeks. Finally,
my sister Sophie texted, "Come to mom's for Sunday dinner. We'll do the godmother ceremony." 3 p.m. My last $45
bought a silver rattle and I practiced my godmother's speech in the mirror. Sunday morning, I woke up at 5:00 a.m.
too thrilled to sleep and spent three hours getting dressed despite my abdomen hurting with every motion. I curled my
hair for the first time since before the pregnancy and wore the only outfit that fit over my big tummy. I called Linda to
inquire what dessert to bring because I'd bought ingredients for her favorite lemon bars while driving over, but her
line was disconnected. Strange. Maybe she forgot to pay the bill again. I tried Sophie next and received an
automatic ban notice. My chest clenched as I pulled over on the highway shoulder and phoned Richard, my cousins, and Aunt
Vanessa while cars zip by. Every number was banned or disconnected, like I'd been surgically plucked from the family
tree. I arrived at Linda's house to see her cherished rose plants withering after 2 weeks without water. Furniture
covered in white sheets was visible through the mail slot. I drove to Sophie's flat. The landlord remembered
me from prior trips and a young couple were visiting it. Are you Emily? He gave me an envelope with my name and Sophie's
handwriting. A $4,500 check and medical bill note were inside. This equals us.
Do not contact us. The money bounced 3 days later, and through a false Instagram, I learned they'd moved to
Seattle and christened Liam with Linda holding him and a stranger as his godmother. That night, I saw my scar in
the mirror, a lifelong reminder of how my family destroyed me. An insurance investigator contacted 7 months after I
accepted my family's free incubator use. After giving birth, I was build $500,000, although I had insurance. The
insurer did what they do best, looked for reasons to not pay. This call resulted from their inquiry. We found
our review intriguing. She continued, "Your sister had genetic testing done 6 months before the pregnancy showing
positive for factor 5 leen, but she marked no family history on the fertility clinic forms. My legs gave
out. I told her I was unaware of any family medical history. Her tone was grave. This is fraud. We want the whole
sum. I called physicians immediately. Tests helped me find it.#reddit #radditstory #askredditstories #redditstories #storytime