After our divorce, I faced labor alone with his child—until the doctor revealed a truth, and his mother tried one last time to tear us apart

” he had said softly.

I remembered smiling.

“I’m pretty sure I married an exhausted surgeon.”

“Same thing.”

Then he kissed my forehead.

Warm.

Simple.

Home.

The memory shattered when Megan grabbed my shoulders.

“Harper, stay with us.”

I blinked, forcing myself back.

The monitor beeped faster.

Mason’s eyes snapped to the screen.

His expression changed instantly.

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