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Gigi squeezes my hand tightly as the doctor runs the small device with clear liquid all over her belly. On a screen, next to the table, you can see some white, black, and gray spots. 

-The fetus is three weeks old- murmurs the doctor, lowering his small glasses over the bridge of his nose. Gigi loosens her grip on my hand and I move my fingers to get the circulation running through them again. She lets out a sigh and I see her more relieved. The doctor extends a white towel towards her. - Here, clean yourself and throw the towel in that basket. Then you can go home. See you in a month to see its evolution and check that everything is correct- he says before disappearing through a door and leaving us alone. 

- Oh god ... it's from Mark- she murmurs as soon as the doctor disappears- I don't know whether to be happy or cry ...- she says, wiping his still flat belly. 

-Within what fits is good.

-Yes, but not quite. I have been calling him every

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