I gave birth to a stillborn baby, while my sister-in-law went into premature labor and delivered a chubby boy weighing eight jin.
My husband used a business trip as an excuse to leave me in my mother-in-law's care.
But I accidentally overheard the truth.
My mother-in-law and sister-in-law had switched our babies.
Afraid they'd be found out, they switched my medication and drove me out of the house in the middle of the night.
My incision split open before it could even be stitched. I bled to death in the grass outside our apartment complex.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I gave birth.
