"Hello Mrs.Styles, I'm glad you got here so quickly I have some bad news" he sighed, still scanning his papers.
"And that would be?" I asked nervously.
"Well I thought at first it may be a simple case of fetal alcohol syndrome but whatever is going on inside of you is not only damaging your baby but also you..and I'm afraid it's killing you both."
"What?" I asked, almost laughing. "That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. I'm in med school, nothing like that exists" I stated matter of factly.
"Exactly why I need you're permission so remove the baby to undergo some studies on you both" he replied casually.
My jaw hung. "What?! Are you insane?! You can't take my baby from me for your freaky experiments. Nothing's wrong" I snapped.
"Mrs.Styles there's only been a few other case
