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Mijn zus duwde me van de trap toen ik acht maanden zwanger was. « Bied je excuses aan dat je haar boos hebt gemaakt, » eiste mijn moeder terwijl ik bloedde. « Je weet hoe gestrest ze is door haar scheiding. » Ik bood mijn excuses aan. Daarna pleegde ik één telefoontje. Ze hadden geen idee wat ik vervolgens zou doen…

“I’m recording,” he said coldly.

“And I’m calling 911 right now.”

Emma looked directly at Khloe.

“If anything happens to my daughter,” she whispered, “everyone will know exactly what you did.”

For the first time in her life, Khloe looked afraid.

The sirens arrived minutes later.

EMTs rushed inside while Marcus burst through the front door moments after them.

The second he saw Emma bleeding on the floor, something inside him went completely still.

Not shock.

Focus.

“I’m here,” he told her while gripping her hand.

That was when Emma finally cried.

Doctors later confirmed the fall caused a partial placental abruption.

Luna was losing oxygen.

Emma was rushed into emergency surgery.

Under blinding operating room lights, she held Marcus’s hand while doctors fought to save their daughter.

Then came one terrifying second of silence.

And finally—

A cry.

Tiny.

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