Chapter 70

His

s drilled into mine, a deep concern veiling them, “Can’t it be for any other reason?”

“Like what?” I couldn’t deny I was fishing for something more.

His lips barely moved as he spoke, “I just want you to be well.”

“…Sounds like something you’d say at a family Thanksgiving dinner.”

A thought flickered through my mind, and before I knew it, a smile crept up, “Save it for Timothy’s birthday bash next month.”

Wishing me health. Wishing himself a lifetime of happiness with Margaret?

When the nurse came to draw my blood, I instinctively pulled back as she disinfected my arm, my body tensing up.

I was scared. I’d always been scared.

As a kid, it was always Dad who held me, with Mom gripping my other hand, coaxing me through every needle and every blood draw.

And there were always rewards.

But over these past years, my health had been decent. A common cold here, some over-the-counter meds there – hardly ever needing blood drawn.

never really faded. But fear or not, was grown up now, without

“Don’t be afraid.”

enveloped mine his thumb gently caressing the back of my hand as he soothingly whispering, “I’m here with

“You being

it hurt any

I’ll bear the pain with you.” His voice was

filling my heart and yet, stirring a pang of sadness. I murmured, “But you can’t stay with me

was too low, he didn’t catch it. “What did you say?”

I shook my

better kept inside than

the ultrasound room

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Bryant waited outside.

the doctor applied the gel, then handed me tissue to wipe it off after he was done, my

pregnancy sooner or later, but I didn’t

soon.

was as the examining doctor smiled at me, “Mrs. Ferguson, you’re pregnant, aren’t you aware?”

“I… know.”

lips together, “How’s

great, nine weeks now. Look, you can

“Really…”

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