“Emily,” she said quietly, for me alone, “are you able to proceed?”
I nodded. My voice wasn’t steady enough yet.
Margaret turned to the officer. “This is the individual I referenced. He is not authorized to be present. He previously forced Ms. Carter out of her residence while she was in active labor.”
Jason snapped toward her. “Excuse me? Who are you?”
“I’m legal counsel,” Margaret replied, calm but unyielding. “And you are trespassing in my client’s medical space.”
Madeline shifted slightly, clearing Margaret’s path to my bedside. The tension between them was subtle but unmistakable—two women fluent in power, only one of whom had chosen her side decisively.
Jason lifted his hands in feigned disbelief. “I’m her husband.”
Margaret’s gaze didn’t waver. “You entered into another marriage. That fact alone will be addressed in multiple proceedings.”
Jason’s eyes shot toward Madeline. “Why are you doing this?”
Madeline’s voice was cool. “Because you lied.”
The fracture between them widened.
Margaret opened the folder. “Ms. Carter has filed for an emergency order regarding visitation and harassment. Processing is underway. Hospital security has been notified. You will leave immediately.”
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