Elara's POV
My heart felt like it was going to climb straight out of my throat.
Three seconds later, the full report appeared in front of me. I saw the line clearly. Three weeks pregnant.
Dr. Merritt took the paper and studied it carefully. She kept her voice steady. "You're pregnant. And the baby is healthy."
My mouth opened. Nothing came out. Tears started falling and wouldn't stop.
I threw my arms around her. "This is wonderful. Thank you. Mia, she's saved!"
Dr. Merritt and Damien were both thrilled. Damien said, excited, "I knew it. I knew Mia was a lucky kid. She's going to make it."
But Dr. Merritt took my hand and looked at me, serious. "I'm the one who helped bring this life into the world. If I ever find out you love this baby any less than you love Mia, I will come for you
