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my old hospital’s training seminars, not Nadine’s church circle.
She took one look at my face and started issuing orders.
“Room three. No maternity staff without my approval. Put a security flag on the chart. Mother requests restricted visitors.”
“Can you do that?” I asked.
“I already did.”
Quincy stayed glued to my side until Sarah blocked him gently.
“Sweetheart,continue reading …
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