There was no sign of two gestational sacs during the last checkup.

Avery could not believe that there were two babies inside of her a short week later.

She held the ultrasound scan in her hands as she sat in a quiet daze on one of the benches in the hospital corridor.

The doctor told her that the probability of being pregnant with twins was extremely low.

If she had an abortion now, she might never be able to have twins again.

Avery chuckled bitterly. All of this was the work of the Fosters' private doctors.

When they had implanted the fertilized eggs into her, they had not mentioned that she was going to have twins.

Perhaps in their eyes, she was nothing but a birthing tool for the Fosters from the beginning.

When she began to bleed the week before, she thought that her period had arrived. When the Fosters' doctors found out, they thought that the procedure had failed. When Elliot said that he would divorce her after he had woken up, the doctors had never seen her again.

The decision to give birth or not was now solely on

her shoulders.

Avery's phone rang in her bag. She had been in the hospital for over an hour.

She pulled out her phone, stood up, and walked toward the hospital's exit.

"Avery, your father's dying! Come home right away!"

Her mother's hoarse voice came from the other side of the line.

Avery was stunned.

Dad was dying? How could this be?

She knew that her father had been hospitalized after his company got in trouble. He could not even attend her wedding.

She did not know that his condition was this serious.

Avery's mind was a mess.

She did not have a good relationship with her father.

She could never forgive him for having an affair.

However, her heart stung painfully upon suddenly hearing the news of his serious illness.

The living room of the Tate house was a chaotic mess when Avery arrived.

took her straight

lying on the bed. His breathing was shallow and

raised his arm in her

the hospital if you're this sick?" Avery said as she held her father's cold hand. Tears welled up in her eyes. "That's easy for you to say! Where would we get the money to take your father to

shot up as she said, "Didn't you get a large sum of money from

much money your father's company owes? Don't look at me like I ate your money up, Avery! Besides, your father's illness

cruel words, Wanda heartlessly stormed out

not

the end of the day, Jack was still her father. He had always loved

Dad. It's not that she didn't want to get you treated, but the family really doesn't have much money," Avery sniffled as she stood crying by the bed. "Dad,

a deaf ear

looked at her with eyes

said," Avery... My darling girl... I've failed you... I've failed your mother... I'll make it up to both of you in

large hand holding

cry tore through the

heart throbbed

world underwent

married and pregnant, and her father

had thought that she was just still just a child herself, but life swept her up and pushed her into a lonely,

was a

people attended the funeral, not since the fall of

went to

scattered like a flock

were the only

as dark as the

she stared at her father's gravestone through teary

"I do. Even if he's dead,

Avery did not understand.

you

loved him," Laura sighed. "Relationships are complicated, Avery. It isn't just a matter of love

worn out body back

the day of Jack's death to the end of the funeral, the process

the mansion at

the Foster

not tell anyone in the Foster house about

was colder than ice

lights were

nines and chatting away merrily with wine glasses

in her

noticed her and rushed

cold and pitiful expression stood in stark contrast to the liveliness of the living room, but the smile on Mrs. Cooper's face tensed

black trench coat with her slender, fair calves peeping out from underneath the hem. On her feet were a pair of black, low-heeled leather

was chilly, which was different from her

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