Darren's POV
Josephine's stern gaze pierced through me. I clenched my fists, feeling the weight of the decision I had to make. The life of Leah's unborn baby was in my hands. If I gave the go-ahead, the baby wouldn't survive, and Leah would never forgive me. But if I didn't, Leah would die.
“Continue,” I instructed the doctor, my voice steady.
“Are you sure...?” he questioned, hesitant.
Josephine covered her mouth to stifle a scream. “Do it. Now,” I repeated firmly.
"I can't watch this," Josephine said, her voice breaking as she stormed out of the room.
I was left alone to face the grim reality. Dr. Jafar bent back over Leah, resuming the delicate operation. After what felt like an eternity, he finally removed the last fragment and collapsed into a chair, utterly spent.
"Is she goin
