Chapter 653

After what felt like an eternity of darkness, I woke up parched, but the relief that washed over me when I felt my baby still safe inside was enough to push me to sit up, reaching for a glass of water. That’s when Christine burst back into the room, swiftly taking the glass from my hand.

“Let me,” she insisted, her voice laced with urgency. “You stay put until Dr. Adams checks on you.”

Seeing the worry etched on her face, and fearing for my baby’s well-being, I reluctantly laid back down.

Christine returned with a glass of warm water, carefully adjusting the pillows behind me so I could sit up comfortably.

I couldn’t help but protest, “You don’t have to fuss so much; I’m not that frail.”

But Christine fixed me with a stern look. “Don’t pretend you’re okay just for my sake. We’ve been friends for years; I know you better than that.”

I took a sip of water, hiding the sorrow in my eyes, and changed the subject. “How’s Greg?”

fever, in the next room,” she replied, curtly cutting off any response I might have

her tone softening, “I haven’t said much before because I know no

empty promises about moving

using your baby as leverage, but you said it yourself-you want to keep her. That means you need to be there for her, or else, make the hard choice now.” “Don’t let her suffer with you. It’ll only hurt you

to cry, but you need

is only going to hurt you, the baby, and Greg. And all of us

Christine paused for a breath, ready to continue her plea, raised my hand to stop her,

you don’t take care of yourself, not even

risking his

I can’t get through to you, maybe it’s a sign

never imagined Grandma leaving so suddenly. I had plans

taking care of Victor

was gone before I could settle anything. And now, with my baby on the line, I didn’t

finally spoke, “I need

noting my lack of strength, and wheeled me to

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