When the massive chandelier fell, my husband ignored our daughter’s screams to protect his ex’s child. I shielded her with my own back. After the dust cleared, my daughter wiped my tears and whispered, “Mommy, let’s leave daddy behind.” When my husband finally turned to look at us…

a rare Rh factor. The city’s supply is critically low, and we are awaiting a helicopter transport.”

“O-negative?” Dylan repeated, the manic energy suddenly draining from his face, leaving behind a blank, hollow confusion. “What are you talking about? I am type AB. Sierra is type O. How can my son be O-negative?”

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