Reborn Wife: A Mother's Fury

The last thing I remembered was the cold, sterile operating room.

A sharp pain tore through my abdomen, and my husband Ethan's chilling indifference burned into me.

"Sign it, Ethan! The doctor says she's bleeding out. They need to perform the surgery to save her!" I screamed, my voice distant and desperate.

But he wouldn't. He stood there, arms crossed, saying, "The doctor said there's a risk to the baby. I can't risk my daughter's life."

"There won't be a daughter if I die!" I countered, agony blurring my vision. "The baby can't survive if I don't!"