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consent.”
“I’m afraid laboring mothers are not always rational.”
The administrator shifted uncomfortably, but nobody stopped him.
That was the power Nadine had built: not guns, not chains, just people too polite to challenge cruelty when it wore authority.
Then Vernon stepped into the room.
“I called the police,” he said.
Every face turned.
Nadine stared continue reading …
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