For several seconds, I couldn’t even speak.
“What?”
“He’s safe,” she repeated. “But some decisions were made about his care while you were unconscious, and I don’t believe you were properly informed.”
My arms tightened around Martin.
“Where is my baby?”
“He’s still inside the hospital.”
Relief and confusion hit me at the same time.
“Then why wouldn’t Mark tell me that?”
Judy hesitated.
“That’s what you need to see.”
She handed me her phone.
There was a short security recording from a consultation room.
I pressed play.
Mark was sitting at a table.
Beside him was his mother, Wendy.
Across from them sat a representative from a private family-placement organization.
Several documents were spread across the table.
Wendy pushed one of them toward Mark.
“Hailey has been through enough,” she said. “You need to make the decision now.”
Mark looked uncertain.
“She’ll want both boys.”
