Bl.eed:ing and terrified, a wife signs the emergency C-section papers to save her unborn triplets while her cruel husband turns off his phone to cut cake with his first love.

Baby B is losing oxygen, and Baby C’s cord is compressed. We need your permission now.” My mouth felt dry as I searched the empty chair where my husband, Mark, had promised he would return after making one quick phone call. Forty endless minutes had passed. Nurse Lauren tried calling him again, but every attempt went straight to voicemail. Fighting continue reading …