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.

A common cold here, some over-the-counter

never really faded. But fear or not, was grown up

“Don’t be afraid.”

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

“You being

make it hurt

it hurts. I’ll bear the pain with

down to see the man who always seemed to tower over me, now half-kneeling by my side, filling my heart and yet, stirring a pang of sadness. I murmured,

too low, he didn’t catch it. “What

shook

thoughts are better kept inside

to the ultrasound room the head

Chapter 70

Bryant waited outside.

to wipe it off after he was done, my

find out about the pregnancy sooner or later, but I

soon.

I was as the examining doctor smiled at me, “Mrs.

“I… know.”

pressed my lips together, “How’s the baby

nine weeks now. Look, you can already see tiny hands

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