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Does He Know?

Author: Author DarkLust
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-06-06 16:11:13

BRYAN

This cannot be happening.

I stared at Lara as she began to weep. All I could do was hold her and say, “It’s okay. You’ll be fine.”

We stayed like that for about thirty minutes before I finally mustered the courage to ask, “When did you find out?”

“Just last week,” she said, trying to wipe away her tears with the back of her hand. “At the same time, I found out I was pregnant.”

“And does your husband know?” That was what I genuinely wanted to know.

“He thinks I’m making things up to get at
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