CHAPTER 015The hallway stretched out in front of me, long and filled with portraits of Mr. Perfect and what possibly looked like his ancestors.I stood there for a second, arms folded, wondering why I even left the room in the first place. Don't go anywhere — yeah, I remembered very well, but I wasn't a child, was I? I could do as I wished.Also, Marie didn't ask me if I was hungry before she left, and the answer was no, so technically the whole food trip was unnecessary, and her instructions were based on a false premise, and—Ugh, okay, that's a stretch, Rosa, and you know it.I heaved a heavy sigh and continued walking.I actually felt fine. Completely fine. A little tired, maybe, but physically? Fine. The baby was okay; the hospital had already confirmed that, so what exactly was a whole prenatal checkup going to tell me that I didn't already know? I didn't even want to go. I was lazy, I felt okay, and sitting in a doctor's office being poked and examined was the last thing I wan
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