After My Parents Died, My Aunt Took Their Money and Gave Me Away – 20 Years Later, I Got Hired as Her Housekeeper
It was 2 a.m. when exhaustion finally broke me. I sat in a hard plastic chair in the ER, still wearing the same pajama pants I’d given birth in, rocking my three-week-old daughter, Olivia, who burned with fever and screamed until her tiny voice cracked. My incision ached, my eyes burned, and my body felt…