Chapter 8

There was only one other woman in the black and grey waiting room. Her pregnant belly felt like a personal attack to me. Still, she smiled kindly. 

“I think I’ve seen you here before.” She said. Her brunette locks were curly and just reaching over her shoulders. She had big grey eyes and wore a baby pink maternity dress. We didn’t look like we

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