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Ultrasound

Penulis: Neena
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-13 07:39:17

The next morning we’re sitting in the waiting room at the hospital and my leg won’t stop bouncing, knee jumping up and down in this nervous tic I can’t control.

Jeremy reaches over and rests his hand on my knee, gentle pressure that stills the movement.

“Breathe,” he says quietly.

“I’m breathing.”

“You’re holding your breath. I can tell.”

I let out the air I was holding and he squeezes my knee once before pulling his hand back.

When they call my name we both stand and follow the nurse back to t
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  • What We Kept In The Dark   Ultrasound

    The next morning we’re sitting in the waiting room at the hospital and my leg won’t stop bouncing, knee jumping up and down in this nervous tic I can’t control.Jeremy reaches over and rests his hand on my knee, gentle pressure that stills the movement.“Breathe,” he says quietly.“I’m breathing.”“You’re holding your breath. I can tell.”I let out the air I was holding and he squeezes my knee once before pulling his hand back.When they call my name we both stand and follow the nurse back to the exam room.Doctor Kent is already there, pulling up my file on her computer. “Camille, good to see you again. And Jeremy, right?”“Yeah,” he says, taking the chair beside the exam table.“Alright, let’s take a look at this baby.”She has me lie back and lifts my shirt, squirting the cold gel on my stomach that makes me flinch.Then she presses the ultrasound wand against my skin and the monitor flickers to life.For a few seconds there’s just static and blurry shapes and my heart is in my thr

  • What We Kept In The Dark   Sixteen Week Appointment

    I’m off the bed before I even realize I’m moving, phone clutched in my hand, every beat of my heart feels loud in my ears.Jeremy’s asleep on the couch and I need to show him this, need him to see what I just found, but I freeze halfway across the living room because waking him up feels selfish when he barely gets enough sleep as it is.I’m turning to go back to the bedroom when I hear the couch creak.“Cam?” His voice is rough, groggy. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing, I’m sorry, go back to sleep.”“You’re a terrible liar.” He sits up, rubbing his eyes. “What happened?”I hesitate, then walk over and sink down onto the couch beside him, holding out my phone.“Look at this. The photo from eight months ago. In the background.”He takes the phone and squints at the screen, zooming in on the image, and I watch his expression change as he spots what I’m talking about.“That’s Ryan,” he says quietly.“Sasha knows him. They’ve been to parties together. Which means—”“Which means she might recognize

  • What We Kept In The Dark   She Knows

    At the far end of the aisle, looking at granola bars with a guy I don’t recognize, is Sasha.She hasn’t seen us yet but my whole body goes tense anyway.“What’s wrong?” Jeremy asks, following my line of sight.“Sasha’s here.”His expression shifts, becomes more alert.“Do you want to leave? We can come back another time.”Before I can answer, Sasha turns and her eyes land on us and her whole face lights up.“J! Hey!”She walks over with the guy trailing a few steps behind, and I force myself to smile even though every muscle in my body is screaming at me to run.“Fancy running into you here,” she says, then her gaze shifts to me. “Oh. Hey. You’re staying at J’s place, right?”“Yeah. Hi.”The guy with her is looking between us with mild curiosity but doesn’t say anything.Sasha’s eyes drop to our grocery cart and I watch her take inventory—the three jars of pickles, the ginger tea I grabbed without thinking, the crackers that are supposed to help with nausea.I notice her face tighten,

  • What We Kept In The Dark   The Routine

    Weeks pass and we fall into something that feels almost like a routine.Mornings start the same way—I wake up to the smell of coffee brewing and wander out to find Jeremy already up, standing at the stove with two mugs waiting on the counter.He makes mine first, oat milk and honey measured out with the kind of carefulness that suggests he’s done this enough times now to have it memorized no matter how many times I complain, then pours his own black and hands me the one with the lighter color.“Morning,” he says, voice still rough with sleep.“Hey, morning.”We don’t talk much in those first few minutes, just exist in the same space while the caffeine kicks in and the day starts to feel real.I’ve shifted to working remotely—the bookstore manager was surprisingly understanding when I explained I needed to process online orders from home for a while, and it means I can stay in the apartment instead of being on my feet all day.Jeremy paints in the corner by the window, easel set up whe

  • What We Kept In The Dark   Shared Memories

    I really think about it.“I always felt responsible for my sister,” I say finally. “Iris. She's four years younger and our parents were always so busy with work that I ended up being the one who made sure she ate dinner and did her homework and got to school on time. And I resented it sometimes, being the one who had to be responsible when I was still just a kid myself. But I never told anyone that because it felt like admitting I was a bad sister.”Jeremy’s quiet for a moment, processing.“That doesn’t make you a bad sister. That makes you human.”“Maybe. I still feel guilty about it though.”“What about now? Are you two close?” He asks“We are. But she’s at college now, and I don’t want to burden her with everything that’s going on. She’s got her own life to figure out.”“Does she know about Ryan?”“No. Nobody does except you and Reina and yeah-his mom. And I want to keep it that way for now. Iris would drop everything to help me if she knew, and I can’t let her do that. She needs

  • What We Kept In The Dark   The Quiet

    Back at the apartment I make it as far as the couch before my legs give out and I sink into the cushions, every bit of energy I had completely drained.The meeting with Patricia replays in my head on a loop—her cold eyes, her dismissive tone, the way she said that baby ties you to my son forever like it was a life sentence.Maybe it is.Jeremy disappears into the kitchen without saying anything and I hear the familiar sounds of him moving around—cabinet opening, water running, the click of the stove.A few minutes later he comes back with a mug and sets it on the coffee table in front of me.“Rooibos,” he says, settling onto the opposite end of the couch. “Same as before.”I pick it up and wrap both hands around it, letting the warmth seep into my palms.“Thank you.”He just nods and we sit there in silence, him with his elbows resting on his knees and me curled into the corner of the couch with the mug pressed against my chest.The quiet stretches but it’s not uncomfortable, just hea

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