Maddox pov

“Bianca?” Kitten asked.

“Yes. This is a damn pregnancy report.” I snatched the paper from her hands.

The patient’s name was written in bold: Bianca Hayes.

Date: March 27, 2014.

“Ultrasound confirms… blah blah… pregnancy at approximately twelve weeks—three months,” I read aloud, my throat tightening.

“Maya,” I called out, my voice breaking, “she was pregnant. She’s probably twenty-five now.”

“Maya.” I swallowed hard. “The child was twelve weeks. She ...