The events from the other day replayed in her mind.

She had told Mark about wanting a daughter.

They had s@x 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.

The little boy embraced her from behind and whispered, “Mommy, did you drink too much last night? Do you have a headache?”

up in Cecilia’s

mess, she

“I’m fine, sweetheart.

Just a little discomfort.

you should rest more,” Edwin advised, wrapping

mustered a smile, enduring

bag on his shoulder

trotted

‘s BunnyBookery

returned to her

drunk wine last

it affect

she even

the more unease filled

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