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Don’t Tell Her I Know

Author: Zai
last update publish date: 2025-11-03 02:38:37

Catherine's POV

I sprawled across my desk, chin propped on my palm, staring at the delivery tracking app on my phone.

Twenty-three minutes and counting My stomach growled in protest, but food wasn't what had me fidgeting in my ergonomic chair all day.

The pregnancy test photo Anna sent me glowed on my screen, those two pink lines taunting me with their implications. I'd been wrestling with this dilemma since morning: should I tell Uncle Marcus?

"Fuck it," I muttered, tossing my phone on
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