After the divorce, I kept his baby a secret. On the day I gave birth, the doctor lowered his mask, and I couldn’t breathe. It was my ex-husband. He smiled coldly and whispered, “I knew about the pregnancy all along, and now that the baby is here, you will never see him again because…”

Zachary interrupted, his voice dropping to a lethal, icy register.

Patricia froze. The color instantly drained from her immaculate face.

“I know about the forged consent forms,” Zachary continued, taking a slow, menacing step toward her. “I pulled the security tapes from Bayview’s archives. I have the signed affidavits from the nursing staff whom you continue reading …