My runaway ex ran into my ER with his injured daughter, not knowing I was the doctor on duty. He begged me to save her. But when the sweet little girl pulled me close and whispered, “Grandma said your baby shouldn’t be born,” I looked at my ex-husband as his face turned pale with fear…

again. Daniela frowned at the monitor and ordered an urgent, in-person high-resolution cardiac ultrasound on the fifth floor.

Eli helped me into a wheelchair, navigating the hospital corridors as if he were transporting highly explosive material. When we reached the main lobby, the elevators were packed elbow-to-elbow with visitors and staff.

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