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"You’re pregnant," he repeated, still smiling that gentle, professional smile that made me want to scream.
Pregnant.
The word didn’t fit. It didn’t belong in this room, in this marriage or in this mess of a life I’d stumbled into.
"No." My voice cracked on the single syllable. "That’s impossible. We used protection. He—he made me take pills. I took them. I—"
The doctor’s smile softened into something closer to sympathy. "Tests don’t lie, Mrs. Voss. Y ...
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