Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

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No response.

I fired off a couple more messages, but still nothing. She was probably swamped-again. And yep, nailed it. Turns out the mom of the 1,385th baby had a serious postpartum bleed, so Lena had to ditch her phone and bolt back into the OR.

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By the time Lena finally stepped out of the OR, the sun was up, and she was still wearing the chaos of the night-scrubs streaked with blood, hands showing traces of the battle. But the mother had made it.

"Have the family meet me in my office," she told a nurse on her way to the locker room.

During the surgery, Lena found out the real reason for the mother's bleeding: stress. And not just any stress.

Turns out, the husband had completely lost it over the baby being a girl. He'd spewed garbage about how they'd "wasted ten months on her, pampering her with good food and care, just for her to pop out something "worthless." Oh, and the cherry on top? He casually mentioned selling the baby-apparently, someone out there would cough up one grand for a girl.

It wasn't Lena's first rodeo with trash like this, but it never got easier. This kind of stuff lit her up inside.

She hadn't even finished changing when the guy stormed into her office, finger jabbing the air. "I didn't sign off on anything! I'm not paying for her surgery!"

her temper already fraying. She took two steps

way she squared

was sharp. "Oh, really? Let's see how

said I'm not paying! What's the big deal? Women bleed after childbirth-it's normal. She wasn't in any danger. You just wanted to cash

right at his face. "Your wife just gave birth to your child, and instead of showing her an

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of it." A middle-aged woman strolled in. No introduction needed-it was obviously the mother-in-law. Clearly, terrible

woman sneered. "Oh, listen to you! Acting like

the police. Women and children are under legal protection in this country. Let's see who's so

she sat down, exhaustion slammed into

someone could just hold her for a minute. But the

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messaged yesterday-he'd be back

everything, the thought of seeing him lit a spark in her chest. Even if the last time he'd been too busy to really be there, she couldn't help

room to check on her patient. Predictably, the vibes were grim.

needed-her family? Total no-shows of care or love. If they weren't ignoring her, they were