"Help! He threatens to kill me if i abort his baby!"

"Help!"
...and then my eyes popped as I read the first word of the lengthy mail. Dunno,but whenever I start to read any stuff that begins with "Help",my heart beats a little faster than normal. Automatically in my mind's eye,i see a He/She in distress and i'm like how does Meme help now?
   Would appreciate if you took time to read this mail carefully and give your advise to this lady in distress:

Help! I hate that I sound desperate; but yes i'm desperate,very desperate in fact. If I do not get help any time soon,i'll be dead meat.My fiance has vowed to take my life if I abort his baby.
I'll tell my story. As I write I'm in tears.My mind goes back to three years ago when I first met Paul. I'd just graduated from the university of Benin and was awaiting service. Paul was already a staff in a private firm as an assistant Manager. We fell in love,or so I thought. I thought the world revolved around him.
 Paul was very good to me,took care of me and my family. I never lacked anything. I was glad I had found the best. But,there was a flaw. He was a chronic womanizer. More like a psychological thingy(if you know what I mean) Paul chased anything on skirt,both young and old.
 At first I didn't think it was that serious;thought it was a fleeting phase that would soon pass. As time went on,i discovered that was not to be. His condition worsened. He started to chase even my neighbours,and my friends.
I told him I could no longer put up with the relationship. But Paul would cry like a baby,and because I loved him,i stayed back. He proposed to me last year and I accepted. Of course I wasn't seeing him with women anymore so I felt he'd changed for the best. 
 Then three months ago I got pregnant. He was so excited about it. I was too. We started to make plans for marriage. Then everything began to go wrong again! I unexpectedly went over his house to spend the night and behold...I saw Paul screwing my own young cousin! 19 years old Sylvia. I stumbled out of the house that night heartbroken. But Paul never came to me that night. He must have spent the night with Sylvia. 
I decided there and then to sever the ties I had with him. The mistake I made was to tell him I was going to abort the baby. 
He swore he'd kill me if I did. The funny thing now is that he's still dating my cousin. My family and his met to deliberate on the issue but Paul has been adamant,still in the shameful relationship with my cousin. Now I don't know what to do. I cannot keep a child that will forever remind me of the father's hurt and betrayal. Each day Paul threatens me. And he was once a cultist,so he said. I'm so scared. I love my baby but I'm so sorry I can't keep it. Help.
Worried girl.


*Hmm. Worried girl,it is well. Please,please don't abort the baby. Children are gifts from God. 
Birth it. Nurture it. In future you'll be glad you did keep it. 
As regards Paul,he doesn't deserve you. You'll definitely find one who does in due time,okay?


Oya,over to you guys. You read it all. What do you advise?