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Pick up,pick up,I mutter,my head swimming with possibilities as I dial Anshu's number.

I am going to have a panic attack.

Shit.

Deep breaths Sandy.

"What the hell are you doing,not picking the call!",I snap at my best friend.

"I'm in the labour room. Wassup?"

"Wassup? Wassup? You stupid female."

"Sandy? You okay?"

"No",I screech.

"Okay listen. Someone's calling for me. I think I need to go."

"I don't

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