Chapter 92

  Doctors whispering survival percentages.

  One baby stabilizing.

  The other crashing.

  And then—

  A choice.

  Only enough resources for one.

  Her chest tightened.

  She looked at Ryan.

  He was staring at her.

  Not angry.

  Not accusing.

  Almost… apologetic.

  "You knew," she said softly.

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