JUDITH LARSSONThe cool evening air wrapped around me as I stepped out of the taxi, my hands trembling slightly as I clutched the envelope against my chest. I could still hear the doctor's words ringing in my ears—“Congratulations, Mrs. Benson. You're two months pregnant.”Pregnant. The word felt like a melody, a soft whisper of hope I never thought I’d hear again. After what happened two years ago, after the pain of carrying a child only to lose them before they ever had a chance to live, I had been terrified to hope again. But this time was different. This time, I was ready to tell Mike, to watch his face light up with joy, to start a new chapter together. And today of all days—our third wedding anniversary—felt like fate giving us another chance. A small, excited smile tugged at my lips as I made my way up the porch steps, my heart fluttering with anticipation. I pushed open the door and stepped inside. But the sight before me made the warmth in my chest turn to ice. Mik
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