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Because if I called them back now—if I let them hear the tremor in my voice, the exhaustion, the heartbreak—they’d try to fix it. They’d try to protect me. And I needed to protect myself first.

I needed to be strategic.

I needed to be smart.

I sat down on the edge of my bed and opened my laptop, my fingers moving across the keyboard with purpose.

Best OBGYN New Orleans high-risk pregnancy.

The search results loaded, and I scrolled through them methodically, reading reviews, checking credentials, looking for someone who wasn’t connected to the Landry family in any way as far as I could tell anyway.

Someone who wouldn’t report back to Winston.

Someone who wouldn’t be influenced by Amai’s money or his name.

Someone who would put me first.

I found her on the third page of results.

Dr. Camille Broussard, MD

Specializing in High-Risk Obstetrics and Maternal-Fetal Medicine

Tulane Medical Center

The reviews were glowing. Patients praised her thoroughness, her compassion, her refusal to be intimidated by complicated cases. One review stood out:

“Dr. Broussard saved my life and my baby’s life when every other doctor told me it was hopeless. She doesn’t give up. She fights for you.”

That was what I needed.

Someone who would fight for me.

I clicked on the contact number and dialed before I could second-guess myself.

The phone rang twice before a professional, warm voice answered.

“Tulane Maternal-Fetal Medicine, this is Celeste. How can I help you?”

“Hi,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “I need to schedule an appointment with Dr. Broussard. It’s urgent.”

“Of course. Can I get your name and date of birth?”

“Truth Renois. February 28th, 1999.”

I heard the soft click of keys as she typed. “And what’s the reason for your visit today, Ms. Renois?”

“I’m pregnant with twins,” I said, the words feeling surreal even as I spoke them. “High-risk. I need a complete examination, independent genetic testing, and copies of all my fertility records from my previous provider once you receive them. If you send me the release I can sign it electronically.”

There was a pause on the other end of the line.

“That’s quite a bit,” Celeste said carefully. “And do you have insurance, or will this be⁠—”

“Self-pay,” I said quickly. “I’ll pay out of pocket for everything.”

Another pause.

“Ms. Renois, I want to make sure you understand—high-risk obstetrics can be expensive, especially with twins. Are you sure⁠—”