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Ugly Thoughts

Author: The Auraliss
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Ugly Thoughts.

~STELLA~

I was on the fourth day of my period, already. My IUD was perfectly fine.

Embarrassingly… the sharp pain was just a shedding of my uterus's lining—it had just been early pre-period cramps.

That day, Rhys’s personal doctor arrived barely fifteen minutes later. The moment he started asking questions, my throat locked.

My lips parted, but nothing came out. I wished the ground would open up and swallow me.

Thankfully, Rhys noticed.

“Harper,” he said, his voice steady beside
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