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By 3.30 we're already at her place to wait for the call. Pao is still at the party with Hugo and Alex, the hot date.
It's Saturday but I asked Hugo to take Pao today and tomorrow so Precious and I would be able to spend the entire weekend be it to celebrate a good news or mourn a bad one. I must say I'm grateful for having a considerate ex like him.
"Let me take the call okay," she tells me upon hearing her phone ringing, "Alone." Then she slips into her bedroom and shuts the door.
I'm nervous, like jumping-the-cliff-without-parachute nervous.
If she's not pregnant, she's gonna repeat IVF for the fifth time, and I bet she's gonna use the donor's sperm since she's been telling me a million times how sh
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