Dark Princess

Multicar

I remember a lot of weird things for 10 months while breastfeeding Valene. After giving birth, I was transferred to another place, just after receiving the gift of money and agreeing to leave and forget my son after the breastfeeding time was over.

I was placed in a new house, apparently still in one complex. Because I don't remember that we went out the same door as a year ago and didn't take a long journey. One thing is for sure, after being there, I never again met the man.

I'll start with the first weird thing. I met a lot of other women, doing the same thing with me. Caring for and nursing a healthy and beautiful baby girl. We are not allowed to interact with each other. The rule was stated in the contract letter, that I should only interact with nanny and the maid in the area of the house where I was stationed.

You know what's the most terrifying? In the morning, when the schedule for sunbathing the baby in an open section, on the balcony of the house, there are very many women doing the same thing. As far as the eye could see, we were women holding babies. It was like I was looking at myself in a mirror. Because the baby we're holding, it's not just healthy and beautiful, it looks the same. Adding to the horror of the atmosphere, none of us seemed to care about what we saw. I hope at least we show curious faces and stare at each other. At least so. Butno. It seems I was the only human who looked curious there. As a result, I was reprimanded many times for breaking the rules. Right. We can't seem to want to know about anything that's going on there.

I was busy speculating in my mind. What is all this? Every now and then, when I couldn't stand the many questions in my mind, a lawyer would come to answer that very second. Didn't bother explaining. He simply showed back the signed contract documents and strongly advised to act as requested.

I have been conscious for a long time. That I'm being forced to stick to reality. My dream to buy time to have my baby was just a fantasy. That's how the role of surrogate mother goes. They just want my womb. As soon as the baby was delivered, I had no relationship with them. I was forced to break my blood and inner cord with my baby.

After the breastfeeding stage was over, I was given directions and guidance to leave the place safely. Not forgetting, I received a warning to keep my mouth shut no matter what, otherwise the safety of my family was at stake. Anyway, I want my family to be safe. I chose to be there for them.

Then, I signed the final document. To promise that I will never be found around that area. If they find out later, the stakes are the same, the lives of our family. It's a tough decision. I can't deny the mother instincts that have been ingrained in my mind. And I have to choose between my baby or my parents. But the only option is to go from there. I left my baby there.

And what happens when I go home?

What happened after that little while? We're back to zero. Even minus. Because I lost a once healthy, fit mom who could at least still work to earn money. I also replaced my mother at work. Trying to scavenge the euro by teaching as a language teacher.

The world that had felt like hell had collapsed when I heard the news of Velene from the nanny who had lived with me for 10 months. We have a pretty good relationship. We were kind to each other and we both loved Valene very much. After I left, she stayed there to look after Valene. She was prepared to be a babysitter after I left. People like them are prepared to bond with the babies, so that even if the mother leaves, the babies remain in a stable mental state.

From him I knew that the babies were treated no more than pets for various purposes. They - who was behind the horrific incident - deliberately gathered healthy women to borrow their wombs, take their babies who were then nurtured and cared for for for money. Babies who are healthy but not physically beautiful, will be sold organs. Babies who are healthy and have a beautiful face, will be treated properly and then used as prostitution. And the best baby of all, devoted until the time comes and then made his concubine. Crazy right?!

My life isn't okay with the family problems I'm having, my mom's not getting well, his days were lying in the hospital accompanied by life monitors and breathing apparatus and papa was still wandering around somewhere not helping us at all. And when I heard the news, I was shaken, almost mad.

The daughter I gave birth to and looked after with affection even if only for 10 months. All I can keep is his name in my heart, which is also his daughter, from any point of view, I cannot accept that the man could do such a depraved thing. I cursed myself for participating in that horrible operation. How can I allow myself to be used to achieve that abject goal? And know what's craziest?

Valene was voted the best group. She had already joined a group of other girls who would be made her concubine if the time came. And they will produce many other daughters, who are healthy and beautiful! Of course, for that, they no longer have to pay.

I don't want my son to be treated that way.