I asked the technicians to bring their equipment into the living room.Only Dominic, Haleigh, the family attorney, an independent notary, and I were present; no reporters, no extended family members, and no outsiders.The three children were already asleep upstairs with their nanny. Once everything was connected, the screen flickered to life.The same hospital corridor from ten years ago appeared before us, washed in the harsh white glow of fluorescent lights. Even through the screen, I could almost imagine the sterile smell of disinfectant.A younger Jesse sat on the floor, leaning against the wall. Her shirt was darkened with Anthony's blood at the front. Her hands lay loosely on her knees, but her fingers continued to shake.The phone in her pocket kept vibrating, but she ignored it.Above the emergency room doors, the red light remained on.The corridor was almost silent except for the distant hum of medical equipment and Jesse's uneven breathing.This time, there was no
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