'If you go through with the early C-section, both of us—mother and daughter—will die!' the soft and sweet voice said.I sat in the wheelchair, and the words sent a jolt through my whole body. In my last life, the cry for help I'd heard had always, unmistakably, come from a boy. So why was there suddenly a girl's voice now—and where was it even coming from?Before I could puzzle it out, my husband, Jason Rexmonde, grabbed my wrist. "The doctor says the baby's already showing signs of respiratory distress. The surgical team's prepped and ready. We need to go, now!"'His illegitimate son is dying, and he needs my cord blood to save him. Mommy, please don't say yes,' came the little girl's voice.I frowned. A second later, the baby nurse, Chloe Watts, chimed in urgently. "Ma'am, there's no more time. Any longer and the baby will die!"The little girls sounded again in my mind, 'It's their baby who'll die if you wait any longer. That's why she's so desperate.'After you die, they'll s
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