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ARLENE“He’s here,” he replied and pointed as a car engine revved in the distance.“Thank goodness,” I said and started walking toward the sound. Cole followed closely, watching me intently.“Do you… I don’t know, do you want me to carry you so it’s easier?” he asked in a panicked tone as he matched my pace.I started to say something, then stopped for a quick second to glance at him and scoffed. “Don’t touch me, Cole. It’s terrible enough that you’re the only help I can get right now.”“Well, how can I help?” he asked, maintaining his worried tone as the car got closer and the driver got out to open the door.“You’re getting me to the hospital. You’ve done more than enough,” I answered and got in just as the next contraction hit me.He sprinted to the passenger seat and got in as quickly as possible. “Get her there as fast as you can,” he said and glanced at me as I let out a grunt and swiped my forehead, which had become sweaty.The driver pressed the accelerator, and the car sped t

COLEI stepped into the room cautiously, not sure if she wanted me there or not. It was understandable if the latter was the case—I wouldn’t want to be in the same room with someone whose actions had changed my life tremendously.Especially at a time like this, when she had just gone through something as nerve-racking as childbirth. I shoved my hands into my pockets and looked around nervously.I hated hospitals; every corner I turned and every room I stepped into carried the same aggravating smell of disinfectant and a feeling of despair hanging over my head like Damocles’ sword.Ultimately, being here reminded me of how helpless I was in the face of death, and I didn’t like feeling that way. My gaze settled on the cot next to her, and I swallowed, willing myself to stay in place as everything in me screamed to walk over and look at the babies.I knew I couldn’t do that without an invitation—and I also needed to make peace with the fact that the invitation might never come.When she

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COLEI felt rage course through my body at the mention of Lorretta. I had been sitting with the journal, feeling myself consumed by rage and guilt and planning the best way forward when he stomped in.“Did you know?” I asked, and he stared at me in confusion.“Know what?”“That she wasn’t my mother,” I answered, and he had a blank expression for a moment, then his eyes widened in shock.“What are you talking about?! What do you mean she’s not your mother?”“Lorretta is not my mother. She had my real mother antagonized for a crime she didn’t commit. This entire time, she’s been lying to me, and something tells me you’re in on it.”He shoved his hand into his pocket and brought out a gun. He pointed it at my head and smiled. “I’ve never liked you,” he said, and I arched an eyebrow.“You need to put the gun down,” I replied, and he shook his head.“You need to shut up. At first, I thought it was just because we were different people. You know, siblings don’t have to like the same things

MIRELAIt wasn’t enough that Arlene had stolen my thunder by having the highest bids ever recorded in any auction; she also had to make it solely about her by choosing today, of all days, to get contractions and be taken to the hospital.“Mom, you look like you’ve seen a ghost. Arlene’s having her baby; you should be happy to see your grandkid.” Daisy’s voice pulled me out of my reverie, back into the present. I stifled a groan and glanced at her briefly before deciding the wall in front of us was a much better option to gaze upon.She hadn’t made any effort to—“I think she’ll be having more than one baby, and for the record, they aren’t my grandkids.”“Don’t be like that. The kids are completely innocent and have nothing to do with any of this.”“You’re too naïve for your own good,” I replied, and she rolled her eyes.“What makes you think she’s having more than one baby? Were you at the ultrasound?”“No, but I know her enough to know that she likes to make an entrance and grab all