Chapter 186 – Sonogram

Selene

“And this is your first pregnancy?” The doctor questioned, making my heart race right as he took my pulse.

“Yes,” I lie, earning a raised brow from the man.

“And your previous doctor diagnosed you with HG?” He presses.

“Yes, I was recently hospitalized for dehydration, but I’ve been able to put on some weight with the help of medication.” I explain.

“That’s good.” He encourages. “Do you have any questions before we begin the exam?”

Glaring at Blaise over his shoulder, I state, “Not for you.”

The physician looks back and forth between us, a ques tioning look on his face. Blaise smiles up at me, “Yes?”

“If you’re going to do thing, I want proof that Bastien is al right.”

“My beauty, this is going to happen whether you want it to or not.” Blaise announces, standing up. “But if you continue to be a good girl, I will give you the proof you desire.”

Slumping back in my seat, I grumble a thank you and watch as he exits the room, seeming to have the sense to give us some privacy. After the door closes behind him, the doctor studies me for a long moment, looking from my shining eyes to the wide cuffs on my arms.

the

go behind the flimsy curtain and strip off my clothes, feeling the stress of the occasion wind my muscles into knots. I’ve never been so anxious for a sono gram in my life. Every time I have one, I always feel a tremen dous sense

is a thousand times worse. Bastien and I agreed not to find out the baby’s sex and let it be a surprise when it arrived, but I’m about to find out anyway, I’m both praying it’s another girl

and prodding me, asking all the deeply personal questions he avoided when Blaise was in the room with us. It’s interesting to see the way he handles the situation. He doesn’t embody the warm empathy of Dr Lee, nor the false kindness of Frederic or callousness of the doctor I saw in

as frightened of Blaise as I am. It’s not in anything he says – just something about his bearing and manner. He doesn’t ask about the baby’s father, or press when I tell him obvious lies. We both

wonder if it’s too crazy to try and

somehow. As he covers my lower half with a blanket and lifts my gown for the sonogram, I

other Blaise only promised to let me see Bastien if I behaved. Still, can he really be trusted? Luna asks. There’s no guarantee he’ll be good for his word

but fear is a powerful motivator, it could just as easily prompt him

doctor squirts a dollop of cold, clear gel onto my tummy, and then applies the wand, probing around my baby bump as the steady whoosh whoosh of the machine fills the air. I feel the same panic I always do as I wait for the heart beat, holding my breath until a small thump comes through the speakers. It happens just when I’m starting to truly believe I might not hear one after all, and then I think I’m hallucinating – because instead of the slow, steady thump, thump, thump | expect, I hear an

two.

doctor, I

a smile that doesn’t

already had a sonogram, and there was only one

are definitely two.” The physician replies, showing me the distinct images on the screen.

are missed on an early sonogram.” He continues moving the wand around, pausing it to

for one…” I think aloud, not bothering to wonder why I’m worrying about their health when they’re already on death row before they’ve even

“it’s a problem. We‘re going to have to get you on

afraid to

first, making me feel as if

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