The doctor trying to save my life in the delivery room was my ex-husband—the same man who left me pregnant in the rain. What I told him made him stumble back.

had opened a door they could not close.

My mother’s name flashed across my screen again.

Martin’s mother said, “Answer it on speaker. I need to hear what she says before I call my attorney.”

So I pressed accept.

My mother did not say hello.

She said, “What did you do?”

Her voice sounded nothing like it had the night before.

There was no ice in it now.

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