What mother would ever want to terminate her own child? If I hadn't run out of options, how could I make such a tough decision?

My eyes started to burn as I fought back the tears.

The doctor pressed his lips together, saying nothing more, "Since you've made your decision, I'll arrange—"

But before he could finish, his phone suddenly buzzed in his pocket.

The doctor glanced at me apologetically, "I'm sorry, I need to take this ...