Courtney laughed.
“We’ll survive without you for a few days. Stop acting like you’re abandoning her forever.”
Hannah stood quietly beside the hospital bed.
The look in her eyes was begging me not to go.
But I went anyway.
Over the next three days, I called again and again.
Each time, my mother picked up.
She said Hannah was sleeping.
She said Owen was feeding well.
She claimed everything was completely under control.