The following evening.

Yasmin had nearly finished organizing the paper and sent it to Caleb via email. It was the weekend, and she had some time. She had spent an entire day and night refining the paper, but now her body was beginning to feel the toll. The baby inside her seemed to be protesting as well.

She leaned over the toilet, vomiting for a long while.

Housekeeper Emma hurried over with concern. "Mrs. Fisher, you should go to the hospital. You ...