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?”

welled up in

were a mess, she

“I’m fine, sweetheart.

Just a little discomfort.

rest more,” Edwin advised, wrapping

a smile, enduring her

Edwin’s bag on his shoulder and drove him to

happily trotted

‘s BunnyBookery

to her

drunk wine

affect

even keep this

the more unease filled

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