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Ivan doesn't bother to hide the shock in his features as Sasha announced to him about my pregnancy. Silence fills the room as Ivan just stares at me with indecipherable expressions. He didn't look angry nor did he look happy. I was petrified about what was going to happen next. It is so still that I feel myself losing my sanity from the deafening silence.
"David, call the doctor," was all Ivan said.
"D-Doctor but why?" I asked suddenly, alert.
"We are getting rid of that thing," Thing?
His face is void of any emotion as he says that. My eyes widen in horror as the tremor runs through my back. He can't do this to me.
He can't kill my baby.
"What do you mean by getting rid? And why are you calling our baby, thing? It's not a thing," I said angrily.
"We are getting rid of the baby," he replied.
"No, please," I shook my head, looking at him. "Please, Ivan, don't do this, I will do anything," I begged him. My
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