"Two?" Noah's voice cracked. He stared at the screen. At the two tiny shapes. Two heartbeats flickering. "Twins," Dr. Patterson confirmed. "Fraternal, from what I can see. Two separate sacs. Two placentas." Leighton couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. The room tilted sideways. "That's... that's not possible," she said. "It's actually more common than you'd think. Especially if there's a family history. Do either of you have twins in your family?" "My grandmother," Noah said quietly. "My dad's mom. She had twin boys." "There you go. Genetic predisposition." Dr. Patterson pointed at the screen. "See here? Baby A is measuring right on track. And Baby B is just slightly smaller, but that's normal. Both heartbeats are strong. Everything looks perfect." Perfect. The word sounded wrong. Nothing about this felt perfect. Leighton looked at Noah. His face was gray. His hand gripped hers too tight. Hurting her. She didn't tell him to stop. "I'll print you some pictures," Dr. Patterson sa
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