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too loudly to understand half of what she said.
I had spent those three days trying to figure out how to tell Damen.
Now I knew I never would.
I walked into the bathroom and turned on the sink, watching water swirl over my trembling fingers. Mascara shadowed beneath my eyes. I looked exhausted already.
Pregnant.
The word still felt unreal.
My mother used continue reading …
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