“You shouldn’t be here,” I said, my voice trembling. “This is a hospital. I’m pregnant.”
She laughed, sharp and cold, stepping closer. Her gaze dropped to my stomach.
“Exactly,” she replied. “You think that protects you? That carrying his baby makes you untouchable?”
Instinctively, I shielded my belly. “It’s his child,” I said. “Daniel’s child.”
Her composure shattered.
“That baby was supposed to be mine!” she screamed. “He promised me everything. He said he was leaving you—and then you got pregnant and ruined it!”
She was so close I could smell her perfume, heavy and nauseating. Panic surged through me as I reached for the call button.
I didn’t get the chance.
She lunged, grabbing my hair and yanking my head forward. Pain exploded across my scalp as my body twisted, my back slamming into the metal rail of the bed. The impact knocked the air from my lungs, and I screamed.
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