Vivienne POV

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The doctor’s words kept bouncing inside my skull. I turned to Damon, my hands already shaking. “What did he just say? Tell me I heard wrong.”

Damon opened his mouth, but I didn’t wait. I spun back to the doctor. “There is no way my child was—”

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Langford,” the doctor cut in, voice soft but firm. “Your son was poisoned. We pumped his stomach and got most of it out. He’s stable now and like I said, there’s no need to panic. He’s ...