I looked through the peephole and saw Jonathan. He was still outside, his face covered in worry and sadness. My phone rang. It was Sandra. This time, I turned on the speakerphone. When she spoke, her voice cracked. "Please, can you come to the hospital, Nancy? My ex found out I got pregnant, and he's causing a scene. He's right outside my ward. That man's cursing at me and swearing he'd take me back! I'm scared."The old me would've grabbed my car keys. After all, Sandra's ex-husband truly was a piece of work. But right now, all I did was look at the band-aid on my hand. "Call the cops."Sandra froze. "What?""The hospital has its own security team, or you can call the nurses. If you need a lawyer, I have a recommendation."Sandra's cries stopped for a moment. When she spoke again, she sounded hurt. "This isn't you, Nancy. You'd always come whenever I had problems. Are you still mad at me? Is this about Jon?"Finally, Jonathan couldn't hold it in anymore. He slapped the door
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