"All it takes is a little blood to save him. Are you truly this cruel and heartless?" With that, he lunged forward, trying to snatch Tamara from my arms.
"No!" I cried, struggling to stop him, but my arms, already weak from holding Tamara for so long, couldn't keep him at bay. Clinton wrenched her away from me.
In the scuffle, he yanked off the bandage covering Tamara's wound, causing fresh blood to seep out. He didn't even notice and was about to send her back into the operating room.
"Clinton, you're inhuman!" I screamed until my voice cracked. "Is there any doctor who can save my child?"
