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His gaze drifted to the door. He grabbed my hand; his fingers were ice cold. “I heard Grandma on the phone. She said everything would be “fixed” today. She said you wouldn’t be a problem anymore.
My heart was pounding. Mark’s mother, Linda Reynolds, had never liked me. She blamed me for Mark leaving his high-paying job to start a small business. She hated that Emily from my first marriage was already there. And she made it painfully clear that she didn’t want another grandchild, especially not one that would tie Mark to me forever.
This is a hospital, after all. Cameras. Doctors. The law. I tried to calm myself down. “Emily, adults say strange things sometimes.”
“I talked to the doctor, Mom,” Emily whispered, tears in her eyes. “The one who had the silver watch. He said you signed the papers. But you didn’t sign them. I know you didn’t sign them.”
A shiver ran down my spine. Early that morning, when I was in labor, the nurse had asked me to sign some forms while I was half unconscious from the pain. I remembered Mark and Linda standing next to me. I remembered the pen slipping from my fingers.
Footsteps echoed in the hallway. Voices. The stretcher rolled closer.
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