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.

years, my health had been decent. A common cold here, some over-the-counter meds

fear never really faded. But fear or not,

“Don’t be afraid.”

warm hand enveloped mine his thumb gently caressing the back of my hand

“You being

it hurt

bear the pain with you.” His voice

the man who always seemed to tower over me, now half-kneeling by my side, filling my heart and yet, stirring a

didn’t

I shook my

thoughts are better

was off to the ultrasound room the head doctor had

Chapter 70

Bryant waited outside.

gel, then handed me tissue to

about the pregnancy sooner or later, but I didn’t expect it

soon.

head doctor had told her who I was as the examining doctor smiled at me, “Mrs. Ferguson, you’re

“I… know.”

together, “How’s the baby

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

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