In the hospital room, I watched in horror as my sister yanked out her oxygen tube and

above me.

Before darkness took me, I saw Mara lift her oxygen tube back to her nose, calm as a queen returning to her throne.

When I woke, a doctor leaned over me, his face grave.

“There’s something you need to know about your baby.”

My heart stopped.

“Your daughter is alive,” he said quickly. “But the impact caused an emergency delivery. She’s in NICU.continue reading …