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 there – hardly ever needing

faded. But fear or not, was grown

“Don’t be afraid.”

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

“You being

it

bear the pain with

me, now half-kneeling by my side, filling my heart and yet, stirring

low, he didn’t catch

I shook

are better

was off to the ultrasound room the head doctor had

Chapter 70

Bryant waited outside.

to wipe it off after

pregnancy

soon.

who I was as the examining doctor smiled at me, “Mrs. Ferguson, you’re pregnant,

“I… know.”

pressed my lips together, “How’s

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

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