Caelen POVThe door opened again. Dion returned, this time with someone else, a woman I did not recognize, middle-aged and professional-looking, carrying a medical bag."This is Dr. Morrison," Dion said. "She's here to help manage your stress. Make sure the baby stays stable while we continue our discussion.""I'm having contractions," I said immediately, hoping a medical professional might show some sanity. "Early labor from stress. I need to get to a hospital."Dr. Morrison approached and placed her hand on my stomach without asking permission. I flinched violently, but could not pull away with my hands bound."Contractions are mild," she said after a moment. "Not active labor yet. Stress-induced, most likely.""Then you know I need medical care, real medical care, not whatever this is.""I can manage premature labor if necessary." She pulled out a blood pressure cuff. "But it would be better if you simply agreed to Mr. DuPont's very generous offer. Less stress on everyone, especial
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