Dorothy had a way of speaking that was much softer than Everett's usual brusqueness.

But even in her gentleness, there was an undeniable force that was all her own.

Craig found himself so overwhelmed by her questions that he couldn't even find his voice!

Dorothy sighed deeply, "You should go first. Abigail's about to have the baby, and whether you're getting a divorce or not, you're the child's father. You have every right to see your child." "I'm not getting a divorce."

That was the one thing Craig could say with absolute certainty.

...

By the time Aurora was in labor, she was too exhausted to even cry out in pain. Her face, no bigger than the palm of a hand, was as pale as a sheet, completely drained of color.

Even the attending doctor couldn't bear to watch, gently suggesting, "Ms. Lopez, perhaps we should consider a C-section? It might spare you some pain."

"No... a natural birth is better for the baby."

That was Aurora's firm belief.

She wanted the best for this child.

This was Craig's baby.

She wanted to bring him into this world healthy and strong, and then... she'd use all her strength to raise him on her own.

"But given your condition..."

endure. I can

her declaration, a new

edge of the bed, the pale, thin back of her hand marked with

in her agony, Aurora didn't

must be waiting

why she had refused to have anyone with her during the

brain was suffocating, on the verge of

It was Craig.

Aurora's husband. I need to go

you can't enter the delivery room without the mother's

"Let me in!"

open, forcing

Just then,

outside named Craig, Says

want to

want to face

FUMS

resolve would

Aurora's refusal, she could only nod

the contraction passed, Aurora could finally

"Sir, you can't just barge in here! We'll call the police!" "Then

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