A Daughter's Court
"I'm sorry, but a transfusion could weaken my immune system, and I'd rather not."
Jessica was on me in a flash, gripping my arm. "Laura! Inside there, that's your daughter, the one you carried for nine months! How can you just stand there and say no?!"
I brushed her off, my voice calm as though I were commenting on the day's weather.
"Lowered immunity could lead to catching a cold, and I'd rather not risk it."
Everyone around was floored, unable to fathom a mother's heart so cruel.
"Besides, Evelyn's an adult. If she's chosen this path for herself, then it's her right. We shouldn't waste the hospital's time and resources," I said.
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