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.

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

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

“Don’t be afraid.”

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

“You being

doesn’t make it hurt any

my hand if it hurts. I’ll bear the pain with you.” His voice was

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

was too low, he didn’t

I shook my

better kept inside than

draw, I was off to the ultrasound room the head doctor had

Chapter 70

Bryant waited outside.

then handed me tissue to wipe it off

pregnancy sooner or later, but I

soon.

head doctor had told her who I was as the examining

“I… know.”

lips together, “How’s

now. Look, you can already see tiny hands and

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