Fayre "Phoebe!" My hands shook violently as I pulled my daughter's limp, fragile body into my lap. She was so cold. Her lips were turning blue, her breathing shallow and ragged."Call an ambulance! Mitchell, call an ambulance right now!" I sobbed, looking up at my husband.Mitchell stood frozen, his face pale, but before he could even reach for his phone, Ria let out a sharp cry and collapsed against his chest, clutching her pregnant stomach."Mitchell... oh god, my stomach... it hurts so bad," Ria groaned, squeezing her eyes shut. "The shock... I think something’s wrong with the baby!"Mitchell’s eyes snapped from our unconscious daughter straight to Ria. Without a second thought, he wrapped his arms around her, completely ignoring my tears. "Ria, look at me. Breathe. I’ve got you.""Are you blind?!" I roared, my voice cracking with pure agony. "Your daughter is unconscious on the floor, Mitchell! She’s having a severe crisis! Move your feet and help me!""Stop screaming at me, Fa
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