•CECILIA•“Where’s my baby?”“You need to lie down and rest, Mrs. Ross. You had a difficult delivery and lost a lot of blood,” the nurse answered as she finished cleaning me up.“Where’s my baby?” I asked again, groaning from the pain of stitches in my coochie.Just a few minutes ago, they placed her on my chest, and I couldn’t even look at her or name her. They took her away from me before I could regain my strength.“You need to rest.”“I need to see my baby NOW. Where is she?!” I snapped, trying to sit up on the bed, but my body ached, and I could barely feel my lower body.“You’re in a women’s prison center, Mrs. Ross. You can’t have the baby here. Your actions prove you didn’t want to be a mother to her. If I were you, I would lie down and rest before they take me back to my cell,” she answered.I rested my head on the pillow, closed my eyes, and cried silently. I had been waiting for so long to have my baby, but now I couldn’t even see her face.“I have every right to see my chil
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