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Chapter 23

Bryant about my pregnancy, and each time I got the cold shoulder.

just wasn’t meant to be.

never got the chance to tell him, which would make

post-divorce were slim to none in a city as vast as

Christine agreed, “No kid wants a deadbeat dad. Keeping

getting fixed after that nasty crash. It’ll take about a week. I’ll go

and your driver, Christine, is at your service

couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. “You’ll hover around me all day, not working? Don’t

the way of love, but he never skimped on the material things like a house, a

more days, and here you are, talking about driving. In your dreams,” Christine playfully scolded, stopping herself just in time from poking my forehead, mindful of the bandage there.

I was pregnant and put it back. “I was thinking we could visit the cemetery, but with the shock you’ve had,

I agreed.

live there, erasing every trace of me. Soon

I realized my phone was o dead. Charging it, I saw many missed calls. They were all from Bryant. It was the first

from an unknown number, the same one that sent me a video half a

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