The Night Before I Gave Birth, I Heard My Husband Pay a Doctor to Make Sure I Never Left the Delivery Room. He Thought I Was Asleep
“Mrs.
Draper?
What is it — are you having contractions?”
“I need you to listen to me very carefully,” I said, low and even.
“I need hospital security, your chief medical officer, and the police in this room.
Right now.
And I need you to do it without alerting my husband, or Dr.
Ellsworth, that anything is happening.”
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