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I held up my phone.
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That night, Daniel packed a suitcase and left without saying goodbye.
Tomorrow, the hospital will try to suppress the footage in court.
If they succeed, they’ll bury Grace all over again beneath paperwork, silence, and legal language.
Please stop before they destroy you.
Maybe they will destroy me.
Maybe Hannah will lose her career.
Maybe the court will decide Daniel’s signature matters more than my daughter’s bright red allergy bracelet.
Because if someone someday asks me what happened to Grace—
I want the answer to be real.
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