Reborn in My Womb My Mother-in-Law’s Dark Ritual

My mother-in-law, Eleanor, was thrilled when she found out I was pregnant.

Every single day, she would slow-cook a special pot of herbal broth to "nourish my body."

But beneath this warm, caring facade, her behavior started getting weirder and weirder.

During my afternoon naps, she would hover over me, whispering a strange name to my swollen belly.

At dinner, she would practically force me to gulp down every last drop of her broth.

And finally, in the dead of night, she took it too far.

I woke up in the pitch black to feel her cold ear pressed flat against my bare stomach.