Ivanna's condition had deteriorated significantly. Despite efforts from my mother, Molly, Hana, and others to deter them, these people were relentless, seemingly devoid of reason.

"Spread out. The pregnant woman needs to go to the hospital. What do you think you're doing?" Both Lauren and I shouted angrily, but our voices were drowned out by their questions.

The medical staff in the ambulance couldn't get close to us. The household servants rushed over, trying to pull them away, but the report