“You’re pregnant.” A gasp left my lips. “What?” “You’re pregnant,” the doctor repeated and handed me a paper from the hospital laboratory. I collected it. A thousand pins pricked beneath my skin as I sat across her desk. I scanned the paper, and my breath caught. What? Pregnant from that one night three months ago? “Congratulations, Ms Parker!” the doctor added, a smile curving her lips. I shook my head. “No... no, no. This cannot be happening. I'm not pregnant.” “Oh, you are dear,” Dr. Patricia said. “Would you like to see for yourself?” I nodded. “Yes.” She stood and walked to a bed beside an ultrasound machine, then gestured at me to come over. With trembling steps, I crossed over to her. “Please, lie down, Ms. Parker.” I drew a deep breath and laid down. Carefully lifting my T-shirt, she applied a jelly substance on my belly and spread it around with a transducer. Almost immediately, the monitor came up with a black and white image I couldn't translate. “You see,” t
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