The nurses immediately called security while my mother stepped protectively closer to the crib. I instinctively reached forward and lifted my daughter into my arms while staring at the furious woman standing near the door.
“Please remove her from this room,” I said calmly.
Security guards arrived quickly but Travis raised his hand while speaking hoarsely. “Give us one minute please,” he requested.
The woman laughed bitterly while glaring at him with wild eyes. “You promised me there was no baby,” she shouted. “You said she was lying about being pregnant.”
I held my daughter close against my chest while trying to keep my voice steady. “Get her out of here,” I repeated quietly.
Travis turned toward his fiancée while his expression hardened in a way I had never seen before. “You told me she was not pregnant anymore,” he said slowly, “and you swore that story was true.”
She crossed her arms defiantly while lifting her chin. “Because if you knew the truth you would have gone back to her,” she admitted.
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