Even at 8 Months Pregnant, My Daughter Kept Smoking, Drinking Beer, and Disappearing at Night, Saying, “I Never Wanted This Baby, and I’m Not Sacrificing My Life for It.” I Thought My Daughter Had Become a Monster. When I Followed Her to an Abandoned Building and Looked Through the Window and Saw What She Was Doing Inside, I Froze in Horror…

Then Jamie asked something that broke her heart.

“Are you going to say I’ll never be good enough, like Daddy does?”

Emily burst into tears.

From that day, she began visiting him secretly.

When Laura’s condition worsened, Emily helped arrange temporary shelter and medical assistance through a charitable organization.

Part of the abandoned 

maternity hospital had been converted into a rehabilitation center.

That was where my daughter disappeared every night.

“But why hide everything from me?” I whispered.

Emily looked at me with tearful eyes.

“Because you kept telling me Daniel deserved another chance. I was afraid you’d tell him where Jamie was staying.”

Her words devastated me.

I had repeatedly encouraged Emily to reconcile with Daniel for the sake of her unborn child. I hadn’t understood the danger she feared.

Then I remembered the cigarettes and beer.

“Emily, what about your own baby? Don’t you understand what you’ve been doing?”