"Let nature take its course, and see how things go when he's a bit older," Jacob conveyed the opinion of his obstetrician-gynecologist colleague.
"Let nature take its course... when he's a bit older...?"
Lily murmured, her eyes reddening as she looked at Jacob, on the verge of tears.
"No, it won't work." She suddenly shook her head, becoming agitated, "I can't let him grow up; I can't let nature take its course..."
If the child were a bit older, by the time she could feel his existence, by the time she saw his 'thump thump' heartbeat on the B-ultrasound, even if he were to be disabled, not whole, she would certainly not bear to abort him.
That was her own child.
Lily simply couldn't bring herself to do it.
She couldn't face it...
"Doctor Richardson, no, don't wait any longer. If this child is destined not to stay, it's better to end the pain sooner. Please, just help me end it now!"
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*
Meanwhile, in another part of the city.