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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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at first, but a wet, sputtering cough, followed immediately by a sharp, furious wail that cut through the sterile operating theater like a victory horn.

“She’s out, Tessa,” Arthur’s voice cracked. Tears, genuine and thick, stood in his eyes as he peered over the drape. “She’s beautiful. She’s fighting.”

They brought her to me for a fleeting, agonizingly continue reading …

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