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Chapter 88 - Deanna
My palms glisten and my stomach twists as the nurse leads us back to the exam room. With each step, my mind goes wild with the various reasons for why I’m tired lately. However, none of them really makes any sense.
I quickly wipe my hands against my pants as I take a deep breath.
Connor wraps his arm around my waist and kisses the side of my head. “Don’t worry too much, love. We are here to take some simple tests and then we will hopefully have some answers soon. Okay.”
I glance at him out of the corner of my eye as I tentatively nod my head.
He kisses the side of my head again and whispers, “I’m going to be right here next to you. Don’t worry. I’m sure it isn’t anything serious.”
I take another deep breath. I wish I could be that confident, but my history reminds of what could go wrong.
The nurse stops in front of an open door. “You will be in here. Please have a
Dee GleemThank you everyone for being patient and reading the story through to here. I have only the epilogue to go and this story will be at the end. I can't thank everyone enough for supporting me.
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