Chapter 4

That hand, which countless nights had rested on my stomach, saying he wanted a daughter just like me.

Now it was pressed against another woman's belly, his expression tense yet tender.

I put away the report.

The nurse reminded them to pay the bill.

Brenda shoved the form into my arms.

"You pay it."

"This whole mess started because of you. It's only right that you cover the medical expenses."

Cheryl lowered her head, her voice timid.

"Never mind, Mom. Don't make trouble for Ms. Southbrook."

The more she said that, the more Brenda got worked up.

"Hasn't she caused…