POV: RozaI drove to the clinic with my heart pounding.The moment Soren told me his genetic results were reassuring, relief had flooded through me. For days, I had watched him wrestle with questions neither of us could answer. Now, finally, he had something positive to hold on to.I needed to see him.When I arrived, the receptionist directed me towards the counselling rooms. I hurried down the corridor, wondering what I would find, until I spotted him sitting on a bench outside one of the rooms.His eyes were red, his hair slightly dishevelled, and a crumpled tissue rested in his hand.My composed, stubborn husband looked as though life had knocked him off his feet.Literally.I rushed towards him.“Soren.”He looked up, and whatever he had been trying to hold together seemed to crumble again.I sat beside him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. He pulled me close, burying his face against my neck.“It’s all right,” I whispered. “I’ve got you.”“I know.”His voice broke.I hel
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