Chapter 84

9 months later.

"Call him again!" I shrieked as the nurses wheeled me into the OR.

Greta sniffled. "I've called him already, he's coming Julia—"

"No!" I cried, my hands digging into the stretcher, my lower half aching as a trailer crashed into me. "You're lying so I stay calm, right?" I hicc...

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