My mother barged into my hospital room demanding the $25,000 I’d saved for my baby’s surgery to fund my sister’s wedding. When I refused, she struck my pregnant belly—my water broke instantly. As they kept demanding money, the door burst open.

 

“Account login. Now.”

“No.”

Her face twisted with rage.

Then she raised both fists and slammed them into my stomach.

The pain exploded through me.

My water broke instantly.

Monitors screamed.

I screamed.

And still my father said, “That’s what you get for being selfish.”

Taylor texted: Tell her to hurry and pay.

Kevin called.