“Stop. Please stop. I want my dad,” Melody cried, her words breaking Sarah’s heart. The air seemed to freeze around Sarah as she sat, frozen in place, unable to comprehend the words she was hearing.
Her breath caught in her throat, and for a moment, the world seemed to stand still. Her fingers clenched around the phone, her hands shaking uncontrollably. The hospital, the surgeries, the break room—all of it faded into the background as her focus zeroed in on the phone call, on her daughter’s cries for help.
Then, Tyler’s voice again. A laugh, casual and cold. “Let the boys have their fun with her.” Sarah’
