"Abigail Swanson, have you lost your mind?" Cole Swanson's eyes bulged as he jabbed a finger at my face. "You're not even a whole woman anymore. You're useless! Your sister is the only one who can give us grandchildren. If you won't help her, do you want the Swanson bloodline to end?"
I drew a long, steadying breath. "I need this money because of what happened to me. I need it for treatment abroad. Give it back, or I'm calling the police."
"You ungrateful wretch!" He jabbed his finger so close it nearly touched my nose. "I should've drowned you when you were born, you heartless animal!"
A sharp pain lanced through my chest. I held my ground.
"You have three minutes to transfer the money back. Then I'm calling the police."
"Abigail, sweetheart."
Leah Swanson pushed Cole aside and rushed toward me.
"I carried you for nine months. I raised you through blood, sweat, and tears. For my sake, just help one more time. Please?"
"I'm begging you. I'll get on my knees if that's what it takes..."