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    “Emmie seemed fine at that time, so Rosanna’s mom didn’t say a word when she got back. This morning, Rosanna noticed Emmie couldn’t sit up, and her eyes were zed over. We asked her mother about it, and after a while, she confessed.”


    Kenny’s next words were tinged with concern. “I’m at the hospital now. The doctor says the damage is severe; we missed the critical treatment window. They don’t think she’ll ever walk, talk, or grow up like other kids…”


    Ethan’s jaw tightened, his face hardening by the second. “How could Rosanna’s mother be that careless?”


    All he could think about now was making Rosanna’s mother pay for her stupidity.


    Brenna hadn’t caught the whole conversation, but Ethan’s expression said enough.


    On the drive, Ethan told her everything.


    Brenna’s face darkened, her voice sharp with anger. “That’s insane! She couldn’t skip one card game? What she did was outrageous!”


    Both of them were angry, their hearts sinking. Sweet little Emmie—chubby, bright-eyed, always giggling. The thought of her being trapped in a broken body, her future stolen, was unbearable.


    Ethan called Elsa andid out the situation.


    Elsa’s fury poured through the phone, her voice sharp with curses aimed squarely at Rosanna’s mother.


    By the time Ethan and Brenna reached the hospital, Elsa was already there, striking Rosanna’s mother.


    Rosanna’s mother didn’t lift a hand in defense, only muttering through tears, “It’s all my fault. Go on, kill me. I’ll pay with my life for what happened to Emmie…”


    Kenny and Rosanna stood off to the side. Rosanna’s face was a mess of anguish; she wanted to stop Elsa, but at the same time, she believed her mother deserved to get hit.


    Ethan quickly stepped in, pulling Elsa back. “Stop. Hitting her won’t change anything. What matters now is Emmie’s treatment. I already contacted a hospital abroad that specializes in brain injuries on the way here.”


    Elsa’s hands trembled, her eyes red from crying. She adored Emmie. The sight of her precious granddaughter’s vacant, unresponsive gaze shattered her. The sight of Rosanna and her mother made her furious.


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    She pointed a shaking finger at Rosanna, her voice cutting like a whip. “I cared for that baby day and night. And you thought I wasn’t good enough. So you handed her over to your mother, and look where that has led us! This is on you just as much as her!”


    Rosanna broke downpletely, her sobs echoing in the room, her guilt swallowing her whole.


    Kenny was on edge, eaten up by regret. He had always known about Rosanna’s mother’s weakness for card games, yet he had still let Rosanna talk him into leaving Emmie with her. He never should have agreed.


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