Gabriella’s POV “Why am I not allowed when my daughter's life is at stake? Do you know the pain of losing a child?” I yelled, driven by my emotions. “Hey, you! Accepting you into our tribe doesn't give you the right to barge into our meeting and speak out of turn,” one of the elders rebuked me with disdain. “I am not just 'hey,' and I have a name. It's Gabriella, and I am the mother of the child you are planning to kill,” I retorted with a sharp edge, showing little regard for their authority. He shook his head in exasperation and scoffed, “We are all aware of that, yet you are not allowed in here. Do you understand? Now leave, or I'll ensure you're forced to leave.” His threat triggered laughter from me. “Is she crazy or what?” someone else questioned, further mocking me. I halted my steps, turning to face Margaret, who intervened with a plea, “Please, Gabby, you need to excuse us. Once we're finished, I'll fill you in.” “No, I'm not leaving, and I apologize for my lack of respe
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