Her Blood Drained Away Our Unborn Baby

Two months pregnant, Daniel Brown demanded I give blood to his childhood sweetheart, Chloe.

Already anemic, I refused, my eyes burning. But his friends just called me selfish.

“Chloe is on the operating table. You’re the only match. What’s the big deal about donating a little blood?”

With that, they practically dragged me inside.

A flicker of hesitation crossed Daniel’s eyes, but he hardened his gaze.

“It’s just a blood donation. Our baby will be fine.”

I stopped struggling, a single tear sliding down my cheek.