And then, just when Sarah thought she couldn't bear the agony any longer, Bobby delivered another devastating blow, taking her without her permission. Once again, she found herself in the doctor's office, facing the same sad reality she had hoped to escape.

There was a flare of disobedience in Sarah as the doctor readied himself to undertake the procedure a second time. She was powerless to go back in time or erase the pain and agony Bobby had caused her. However, she had the power to defend herself and not allow him to shatter her spirit any more.


Sarah squared her shoulders and met the doctor's stare, determined now. "I refuse to do it," she replied, her voice strong. "You can't take my child away from me once more. Not at this particular time."

Her statements caused the doctor's eyes to widen in surprise, and his demeanor began to soften with sympathy. He spoke softly, "Mrs. Duke, I know how tough this must be for you. "But your husband has made it clear that he won't accept anything less than cooperation."

However, Sarah was unyielding and would not allow Bobby's threats and intimidation to stop her. Her voice remained steady as she answered, "I don't care what he wants." "It's my body, my decision. And I decide to bear my child regardless of the consequences."


Sarah felt a wave of hope rise within her as the doctor wavered, caught between his compassion for Sarah and his devotion to Bobby. Maybe, just maybe, there remained a possibility for her to escape, to recover her freedom and self-respect from his control.

The doctor hesitated, his compassion for Sarah conflicting with his loyalty to Bobby, until at last he decided. He reached for the phone, knowing that he had to tell Bobby of Sarah's decision not to have the surgery done, and did so with a heavy heart.


Bobby's strong, demanding voice broke through the phone. He yelled, "What is it?" over the phone, his frustration obvious.

The doctor took a deep breath, his throat dehydrated, ready to absorb Bobby's inevitable blowback. He answered, "Sir, I understand your frustration," picking his words carefully. "But I must remind you that Mrs. Duke has rights as a patient, and it is ultimately her decision whether or not to proceed with the procedure."

Bobby's distress was evident even across the phone, his voice blazing with hatred. He yelled, "I don't give a damn about her rights," in a spiteful tone. "She will obey me because she is my wife. I'm going to talk to you now, doctor. You'll find a way to persuade her to follow through if you know what's best for you. You'll regret it otherwise."

Bobby's barely concealed threat made the doctor's heart sink, and his thoughts raced as he considered his alternatives. He was aware that going against Bobby would cost him dearly, but he also couldn't bear to put Sarah through still more pain and suffering in disobedience of her will.

"Dr. Duke, please know that I am making every effort to handle this matter with caution," the doctor said, his voice unwavering despite the terror that was eating at him from the inside out. 'But Mrs. Duke has the final say on the matter. I beg you to think about her health and to handle this situation with empathy and understanding."

There was a tense moment while Bobby, on the other end of the phone, seethed with barely controlled anger, his breathing heavy and hard. With each breath, the doctor waited for Bobby's response, not knowing what to anticipate from him next.

At last, after what seemed like an age, Bobby's icy, businesslike voice answered the phone. He responded coldly, "Very well, doctor," his tone sending shivers down his spine. "But make no mistake. If my wife continues to defy me, there will be consequences. And you will bear the brunt of them. I'll deal with her myself."

With that ominous warning, Bobby ended the call, leaving the doctor trembling in fear and uncertainty. He knew that the coming days would be fraught with danger and tension, and he could only hope that Sarah would find the strength to withstand Bobby's wrath and stand up for herself, no matter the cost.

Bobby immediately ended the call, leaving the doctor feeling uneasy and nervous about what was going to happen, with that frightening warning lingering in the air.

Sarah, In the meantime, braced herself for Bobby's expected outrage and waited impatiently in the doctor's office, her heart thumping in her chest. She was aware that disobeying him would have repercussions, but she was no longer going to allow fear control her.

As she braced herself for the impending showdown, Bobby stormed into the room, his enraged eyes blazing as he walked straight at her. He yelled, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" as his voice echoed off the clean room's walls.

Sarah didn't back down in the face of his anger; instead, she held her stand. With a loud tone of disdain, she said, "I won't do it, Bobby. I won't let you take my baby away from me again."

Bobby stepped closer to her, his face darkening as his features twisted with rage. He spit out, "You ungrateful little bitch," his words brimming with hate. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"

Despite his warnings, Sarah remained steadfast in her decision and did not back down. "I refuse to serve as your puppet going forward, Bobby," she retorted, maintaining a steady tone despite the unease in her gut. "I won't let you control me any longer."

Bobby, enraged by her disobedience, stood over her and surged towards her, his hands balling into fists. His breath got against Sarah's face, he growled, "You'll regret this, Sarah. I'll make sure of it."

Bobby glared at Sarah as she refused to give in to his demands, and a sly smile played on his lips. His tone was harsh and filled with hate as he said, "You think you can defy me and get away with it, Sarah? You're sorely mistaken."

Sarah met his eyes directly, bracing herself for whatever punishment he had in store, her heart thumping in her chest. With a hint of disgust in her voice, she shot out, "I won't let you control me anymore, Bobby. I won't sacrifice my child for your selfish desires."

Bobby's smirk faded, replaced by a cold, calculating expression as he took a step closer to her, his eyes glinting with menace. "You seem to have forgotten your place, Sarah," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "But let me remind you. You belong to me. And if you dare defy me again, I'll make sure your precious sister pays the price."

Sarah's blood ran cold at his words, the threat to her sister sending a shiver down her spine. "You wouldn't," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear.

Bobby's lips twisted into a cruel smile as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Try me," he whispered, his words sending a chill down her spine.

With a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, Sarah realized that she had no choice but to comply with Bobby's demands. If she refused, Olivia's life would be in grave danger, and she couldn't bear to risk her sister's safety.

Resigned to her fate, Sarah lowered her gaze, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "Fine," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do it."

Bobby's smirk widened into a satisfied grin as he straightened up, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "That's what I thought," he said, his tone laced with smug satisfaction. "Now, let's go make sure you do as you're told."

With a heavy heart, Sarah followed Bobby out of the doctor's office, her mind racing with guilt and despair. She knew that by complying with his demands, she was sacrificing not only her own happiness but also the life of her unborn child. But the thought of losing Olivia was more than she could bear, and she couldn't risk her sister's safety for the sake of her own freedom.

As they made their way to the procedure room, Sarah's thoughts were consumed by a sense of profound sadness and resignation. She knew that she was trapped in a nightmare of Bobby's making, forced to endure his cruelty and manipulation at every turn.

As the doctor prepared to perform the procedure for the second time, Sarah's heart clenched with sorrow and despair. She felt like a puppet on strings, forced to dance to Bobby's tune against her will, her every move dictated by the whims of a man who saw her only as a pawn in his twisted game.

But even as tears streamed down her cheeks and her heart cried out in anguish, Sarah vowed to herself that one day, she would break free from Bobby's rules, that one day, she would reclaim her autonomy and her dignity, no matter the cost.

And until that day came, she would cling to the hope that someday, somehow, she would find the strength to defy him and forge a new path for herself, free from the shackles of his control.