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Allison and her boyfriend Adam had been together for three years when she unexpectedly found herself pregnant. They were overjoyed, and Adam supported her fully—joining doctor’s visits and ultrasounds.
During a routine checkup, the doctor declared the baby healthy. Adam beamed, imagining adventures and calling the baby his “mini‑me.” They excitedly prepared the nursery and celebrated with a baby shower at 28 weeks. Suddenly, Allison went into labor.
Rushing to the hospital, they learned she was in preterm labor. Astonishingly, she first gave birth to a girl—then a boy—and before anyone could react, another baby arrived: triplets. Born at 28 weeks, all three were placed in the NICU for monitoring.
Adam, stunned, struggled to grasp how ultrasounds missed two siblings—particularly rare, one‑in‑a‑million. Instead of celebrating, he felt overwhelmed and emotionally withdrew.
Five days later, Allison and the babies—Andy, Amara, and Ashton—returned home. But the drive was tense and silent. Adam left immediately to buy diapers and didn’t return for hours; his phone was off. Allison panicked alone with three crying newborns and insufficient milk. After calling emergency services and hearing that Adam was driving on the freeway—fine—she broke down.
Her mother and sister came to help, embracing her with love and support. When Allison confronted Adam’s mother about his absence, she coldly blamed Allison for burdening her young son and urged adoption. Enraged, Allison defended their right to build a family and walked away determined: “Mommy’s got you.”
With support from her mother and sister, Allison managed the babies, completed law school, passed the bar, and built a successful legal career. Years later, as an attorney leading her own team, she faced Adam again—this time as a job applicant. He suggested dinner. She declined, firmly rejecting any reconciliation.