The Day My Heart Died

d anxiously outside a private delivery suite. The scent of antiseptic was sharp and clean, a stark contrast

head of his personal medical staff back

answered, his tone

curity guard, Marcus, brought her to the staff clinic. Sir, her condition is cri

door of Kennedy's suite. He could hear the stea

is voice low and cold. "Kennedy is in the middle

r, your

hright," Brogan cut him off. "I'm sure this is just another one of her dra

doctor insisted. "Her blood pressure is plummeting. We're losing her. And

econd, a cold shard of fear pierced Brogan's

to protect her and her unborn son from the "gold-digging outsider." His guilt and his misplaced sense

hew is born," Brogan commanded. "But she is not to leave th

ence on the other end of the line

said, his voice like ice. "My br

hoved it back in his pocket, his face a mask of grim de

in disbelief. He looked at his two nurses, who had heard the en

et them die," one

still on the table. He was a doctor. He ha

ast wing medical suite. The one he had prepared for Mrs. Sanford. It's f

had been set up for Kennedy. It was a miniature hospital room, filled with the latest technology. The irony was a bitter

starting an IV, trying to stop the bleeding. But they w

! I can't find a steady pulse o

a man named Geoffrey, burst into the r

he demanded. "Mr. Edwards

ack, not looking up from his work. "I

pulled out his phone. "I have

in and out of consciousness, cou

moved her here, they said she's..." He paused, listening. "Sir, I

om officious anger to genuine alarm. "I understan

He looked at Dr. Miles wit

Geoffrey said, his vo

Miles aske

u, your family, your entire careers are destroyed. He will sue you for malpractice, for una

d absolute. Brogan's power was immen

over Grace. Dr. Miles stared at Geoff

er," the doct

is not my wife. My wife would never try to harm my family

roat, though she lacked the strength to make a sound. It was over. He had disowned her. He had

was Dr. Miles. He leaned in close,

Edwards," he murmure

th guilt and helplessness. They stood by the wall, f

e medical suite softened and dimmed. The sharp beepin

medical team's hush

eartbeat

flatl

ll

Her son. H

gony consumed her. It was the crushing weight of a

where her son had lived. Her arm felt like lead. With a final, mon

a path through the grime on her cheek. It was a tear for her lost son.

g for so long finally claimed her. The

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