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“You were right, I was already pregnant when we got divorced,” I told him truthfully. “It’s just that… I didn’t want to stay with you just for the sake of this baby. And I wasn’t sure how to tell you too.” Victor’s eyes widened, confusion and shock flashing across his face. His hands, which had bee
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I smiled, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “I’m sure he can help you with that someday.”Jasmine’s eyes lit up again, and she practically bounced in my arms. “When? When? When can I see him? Can we visit his company?”I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. Jasmine’s excitement was so obvio
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