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Laughter echoed in the sterile hospital hallway as the mistress viciously shoved the pregnant wife to the floor, backed by the cheating husband’s approving nod. Their arrogant smiles froze instantly when heavy footsteps thundered down the hall and a terrifying voice barked, “Grab them.” As the director knelt beside the crying woman, he looked up at the trembling husband and whispered…

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of time. The sting of the spinal block, the pressure behind the surgical curtain, the metallic tang of fear thick in my throat. I lay pinned beneath the immense weight of my own helplessness, staring at the ceiling tiles, praying to a universe I hadn’t spoken to in years.

Let her breathe. Let her scream. Let her live.

And then, a sound.

It wasn’t a cry continue reading …

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