The events from the other day replayed in her mind. She had told Mark about wanting a daughter.

They had sex without protection.

Cecilia placed her hand on her belly and gazed at her reflection in the mirror.

Water dripped from her face.

Her eyes mirrored her confusion.

She might be pregnant.

Edwin’s footsteps neared.

whispered, “Mommy, did you drink too

up in

mess, she turned

sweetheart. Just a

should rest more,” Edwin advised,

a smile, enduring

his shoulder

trotted off to

to her car, lost in

last night. Could it

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