My Husband Pushed Me From An Icy Cliff While I Was Nine Months Pregnant, Believing A $50 Million Life Insurance Payout Mattered More Than Our Lives

at my side. “Easy. You’re safe.”

“My son.”

“He’s alive.”

The words settled over me like warmth.

I closed my eyes, and tears slipped into my hair.

“Where is he?”

“In the neonatal intensive care unit. He needed help breathing at first, but he’s stronger than the doctors expected.”

“Can I see him?”

“As soon as the doctor clears you to move.”

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