Chapter 88

Fiona’s eyes fluttered, and she found herself in a rather strange room without knowing how she got here. The bed gave little comfort for her b*dy, and the beeping sound of the heart monitor beside her head sent her senses into a frenzy. She immediately sat

and looking around, she realised she was in a ward at the hospital.

up,

Why was she in a hospital bed?

What happened to her?

She felt an ache in her head, and her hand ran up to rub against it slowly, trying to ease the pain. Then she remembered that she had experienced a slight headache while Cillian was in her office, and that was the last thing she could remember.

Cillian was in her office.

What did he do to her? Why was she here?

She placed her legs on the floor to get down, and she winced at how cold it was.

They took off her shoes as well.

The question still ran around when the door opened, and Peter walked in, holding a report sheet in his hand and staring at her in a worried way.

“What am I doing here?” she demanded, staring at him.

“You passed out.” He informed her.

“For how long?”

“A few hours.” He answered, “We ran a few tests and got their results back.” He stepped towards her and handed her the result paper.

She took it, and her eyes scanned over the number of tests run and their results. Her eyes moved down towards the end, and they caught the only test that stood out.

Pregnancy…. positive.

She would have laughed out loud, but her headache still had her in a tight grip. “I am not pregnant.” She said this and rubbed her forehead to ease the pain.

result says

had to be a joke because there was no way she could

at him and said, “Then check again, Peter;

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test myself, and I did it three times. You are indeed pregnant-13 weeks, to

child. It didn’t come until the first few seconds passed, and then she focused again. This time, she heard it. It was barely noticeable, but it was there. Her eyes grew glassy, and

pregnant and not

and wasn’t a constant thing. She thought it was from dehydration, stress, or fatigue; she never thought it would be linked

she had been with one man and only one man all her life. Julian McQueen. She was carrying his

didn’t bring her joy. It reminded her of the man she had been doing her best to get over-the man who was anything but

she wanted another boy, he wanted a girl. She remembered the many times she caught him with his head on her stomach, telling her he was waiting to hear a heartbeat. She called him crazy because that was not how having a child worked, but she also thought it was

the test result sheet in her hand, and she cleared her throat and wiped off the tears,

there something I can

restructure

and said, “No, there isn’t anything. I will

way to the door, but paused and turned back. “Dr. Omale has been

though? She

she replied, and Peter nodded and took his

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He held the utmost look of worry on his face as

asked in a

of affection. “Yes, I still

at her confusion, but he didn’t ask her to explain what

and she couldn’t imagine how he must have felt seeing her lose consciousness while talking to

the test

and sat. “I thought I did something.” His eyes fluttered, and a shy smile appeared on his face. “I am st upid for saying this, but I thought I placed you under too much pressure and your

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