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Ch20 - They actually not alike

Author: Lovis.L
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-13 20:00:47

Emily gripped the test results so tightly her fingers trembled.

She had paid extra for the express lab work — 24 hours later, she now had the truth in her hands.

Aaron had been secretly slipping her birth control.

That’s why he was always so sure she wouldn’t get pregnant. All those times she’d hoped for a new life to start inside her, only to be met with disappointment after disappointment… and his comforting words, his fake concern?

She wanted to throw up just thinking about it.

All an act.

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