3 septembre 2026

We were celebrating at my sister’s baby shower when she beamed and said…

We were celebrating at my sister’s baby shower when she beamed and said, “The baby’s kicking—come feel it!” My husband placed his hand gently on her belly. Suddenly his face drained of color. He grabbed my arm and dragged me outside. “Call an ambulance. Now.” He looked at me, shaken. “When you touched her stomach… didn’t you notice?” What he said next made my knees give out.

Chapter 1: The Party of Bad Premonitions

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