My OB Stopped The Ultrasound And Warned Me To Leave My Husband

picked up.

“Daphne.” Her voice was cautious. Hopeful.

“Mom.” My voice cracked. “You were right about everything. And I’m so sorry.”

There was a pause. I braced myself for the “I told you so” she’d earned.

Instead, she said, “What do you need, sweetheart?”

That broke me more than anything else had.

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