At the clinic gate, a 7-year-old collapsed, crying, “Mommy has been sleeping for three days, please save them.” The doctor rushed to help the newborn twins, but as he lifted them, his hands shook. Underneath the babies was a handwritten note from the mother that made the doctor freeze in terror…

eyelids fluttered. They opened, heavy and confused, before locking onto me.

She pulled an oxygen mask down slightly, her hand trembling. “My… my children?” she breathed out. It was a terrifyingly fragile sound.

Gertrude, standing by the monitors, offered a warm, tear-filled smile. “All three of your children are safe, Delfina. The boys are downstairs,continue reading …