He Chose His First Love Over Our Baby

Eight months into my pregnancy, Jason's first love, Mia, shot me in the stomach.

Blood spread from beneath me. Jason called in the best doctors he knew.

The anesthesia had barely worn off when I struggled to sit up — and caught the tail end of his conversation with the doctor.

"Captain Jason! Caitlin is hemorrhaging. She needs surgery now!"

Jason glanced over at me, barely conscious, and spoke in a voice that was completely calm.

"Caitlin's organs weren't hit. She's not in immediate danger. Mia is injured — she has a congenital clotting disorder.