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.

straight

was lying on the bed. His breathing was shallow and

he raised his

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 the hospital?"

a large sum of money from the Fosters? Why didn't you use that to help

owes? Don't look at

cruel words, Wanda heartlessly stormed out of the

not

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

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

turned a deaf ear to Avery's

looked at her with eyes

said," Avery... My darling girl... I've failed you...

hand holding

shrill cry tore through

throbbed in

her world underwent an

pregnant,

she was just still just a child herself, but

day of the funeral was a gloomy

funeral, not since the fall of

went to a

like a flock of

were the only ones left at the

moods were as dark as the gray

Avery asked as she stared at her father's gravestone

said in a dull voice, "I do. Even if he's dead, I will never

Avery did not understand.

why are you crying?"

are complicated, Avery. It isn't just a matter of

Avery dragged her worn out body back

of Jack's death to the end of the funeral, the process had taken three

to the mansion

Foster

the Foster house

was colder than

she noticed the mansion's lights were lit,

dressed to the nines and chatting away

paused in her

Mrs. Cooper noticed

cold and pitiful expression stood in stark contrast to the liveliness of the living room, but the smile on Mrs. Cooper's face tensed as she hesitated. "It's raining outside. Come on in!" Mrs. Cooper said as she held Avery's arm and pulled her into the living

peeping out from underneath the hem. On her feet were a pair

was different from her

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