CATANIA
“W-What? No... you… you have to.” I grabbed his hand with my trembling hand. “You don't understand, Dr. Moriz. I can't have this baby! I'm not in a position to–”
"Catania, listen to me very carefully," he interrupted. “This isn't a matter of policy or personal choice. It is a matter of your survival. You have an extremely rare uterine vascular malformation, compounded by a severe blood-clotting disorder we just detected in your panels. Undergoing a termination procedure carries a high, near-certain risk of catastrophic, uncontrollable hemorrhaging.”
My brows furrowed as my mind refused to process the words.
“I have what?”
He held my hand tightly as he leaned forward. "Catania, I cannot perform an abortion because it is risky. If we attempt to terminate this baby, you will
