Noah's chair screeched against the floor. "What did you say?"
Diane seemed to remember that he was the baby's father and quickly softened her voice. "Noah, you two are still young. Jessica has been pregnant three times. There can be a fourth or a fifth. But Ava only has one life."
"This baby has a heartbeat."
"And what does that change?" she snapped, slamming her palm on the table. "The first two had heartbeats too, didn't they? Are you really going to sit back and watch Ava die for a baby who might not make it anyway?"
I looked straight at her. "You're using the two babies I lost to convince me to give up the third?"
"I'm telling you to face reality!" Diane seized my wrist, her words coming faster and faster. "Once Ava recovers, I'll pay for the best IVF treatment money can buy. If o
