The baby was still warm in her arms when they took her.Lucy Donalds would replay that night a thousand times in the years that followed, searching for the exact second it all went wrong. The moment she should have screamed louder. Held tighter. Not let the drug pull her under.She never found it. That night moved too fast, and she had been too happy to see it coming.~ ~ ~It was 7:48 p.m. on a Saturday in Portland.Outside Cascadia General Hospital, rain hit the windows like it had somewhere urgent to be. Inside, Lucy was twenty years old, completely alone, and crying before the ambulance doors even opened, not just from the pain, but from the particular terror of going through something this enormous with nobody beside her.She gripped the bed rail. She breathed. She screamed when the contractions came and breathed again when they passed. The nurses moved around her with calm, steady voices, telling her she was going to be fine.She didn't know yet that the fine was already gone. T
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