I stared at the woman's rounded belly, and my whole body went rigid.In the past, my husband, Julian White, told me we should wait a few years before having a child because his career wasn't stable yet. So, it wasn't that he didn't want one. He just didn't want one with me."Hi, can I help you?"A face peeked out from inside. She wore a loose cotton maternity dress, her hair casually pinned up. When she saw me, there was a flicker of skepticism in her eyes."Hi. I live downstairs," I answered, trying to steady my voice and even forcing a friendly neighbor's smile. "I'm really sorry to bother you. I have a cat at home, and it's very mischievous. I must've lost track of it just now."I tilted my head, as if peeking into the apartment. "It might've climbed up along the balcony railing. Do you think I could come in and take a look?"It was a clumsy excuse. Julian and I didn't even have a cat.Luckily, she didn't seem to doubt me. Maybe pregnancy made people a little less guarded.S
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