As his brother held him for the first time, the baby—believed to be stillborn—let out an unexpected, powerful cry.

The room had gone completely still. Only minutes earlier, there had been voices—doctors giving instructions, machines beeping, nurses moving briskly across the delivery floor. But now, all that had faded into silence. The kind of silence that feels final. The kind that fills your chest like a weight. Emily and Michael Turner, who had walked into