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60. The first ultrasound Part 2

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Claire’s POV

Inside, the clinic was bright, peaceful and surprisingly quiet.

A receptionist greeted us with a warm smile before asking for my name. After checking me in, she handed me a clipboard with a few forms to confirm my details. Most of the information had already been completed.

Name.

Date of birth.

Emergency contact.

I paused when I reached the section marked Father and without thinking, I looked at Damien. He was standing beside the reception desk, patiently waiting while pretending n
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