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Allison hated Evangeline.

Despite being childhood friends, she had harboured a deep hate for the latter all her life.

She hated her for having more friends.

She hated her for being rich and pampered.

She hated her for being more beautiful than her.

She hated her for being more popular with people and getting all the best dates.

She hated her for being able to make anyone, men and women alike, fall in love with her.

She even hated that her own parents loved her more than their own daughter.

When Allison fought her way up to her ranks and managed to snag a business tycoon for a husband, Evangeline topped her by marrying a Persian prince, making her hate her even more.

And when Evangeline had 5 beautiful children while she was still trying to have a child, her hate just went up the roof.

Allison’s friends and husband told her that Evangeline had done nothing to her to earn this sort of resentment. They told her to let it go, that her hate will just eat her away and leave her for naught. She understood that, but the thought of Evangeline being better at every aspect possible just made her blood boil.

Even when she finally got pregnant, she still couldn’t let it go. Thinking about Evangeline being happy and gay with her perfect family, living the perfect life, the one that was meant for her instead of this prissy girl who knew nothing about the harsh reality of life, irked her till no end.

On the day of the delivery, only by screaming Evangeline’s name was she able to have the strength to push her baby out.

But she did not count on the fact that because of her hate that boiled through her soul, her friends and husband was right all along about their advice.

For even though she gave birth to a bouncing baby boy, he looked exactly like Evangeline…

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