Seven months into my pregnancy, luck struck: I won a million-dollar lottery

Seven months into my pregnancy, luck struck: I won a million-dollar lottery. But my in-laws forced me to hand it over, shoving me so hard my belly hit the furniture. My water broke, blood staining the floor, while my sister-in-law laughed, recording everything. I fixed them with a stare and said, ‘Mark my words—you’ll all regret this

I had been careful all my life, never one to chase luck or fantasies. But at seven months pregnant, in the quiet evening of a mundane Tuesday, I found myself holding a lottery ticket that would change everything. It was absurd—I had actually won a million dollars. For a brief moment, I let myself imagine the freedom that money could bring: a bigger apartment, a car my husband and I could actually afford, a secure future for the baby.