Holmes ResidenceThe doctor had long since left. Sherlock sat on the squeaky chair beside Clarissa's bed, impatiently waiting for her to wake up and explain who the baby belonged to.A few seconds later, Clarissa stirred on the bed. Sherlock leaned forward, his eyes fixed on her, silently demanding an explanation.“Honey, what’s wrong?” Clarissa asked calmly.“The doctor said you’re pregnant.” Sherlock went straight to the point.Clarissa felt the blood drain from her face. Her whole body turned cold.She blinked several times, trying to process what he just said. Pregnant? How could that be?“Are you not going to say anything?” Sherlock asked, trying to hold back his anger. “Are you going to tell me who the father is?” His tone was calm, but his eyes burned.“I don’t know what you’re talking about. If I’m pregnant, then you’re the fa—”Clarissa wasn’t done speaking when Sherlock shot up from his chair and grabbed her by the throat, choking her.She gasped for air and tried to pry his
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