“Today, a doctor is going to decide that.”
I had no idea that by the end of the day, I would discover that Curtis had known much more than he had admitted.
And that he had made our daughter carry the weight of his secret.
Part 2: The Scan
The emergency room staff moved quickly.
The moment the triage nurse examined Sadie’s abdomen, her expression changed.
She asked several questions, checked her vital signs, and called for a physician.
Within minutes, Sadie was taken to an examination room.
They drew blood, placed an IV, and ordered an ultrasound.
I sat beside her, holding her hand while she stared at the ceiling.
“Am I in trouble?” she asked.
I leaned closer.
“Why would you be in trouble?”
“Because I made you go against Dad.”
I felt my throat tighten.
“You didn’t make me do anything. You’re my daughter. Taking care of you is my responsibility.”
