I raised my head to see Doctor Daniel squatting beside me."Is everything okay Mrs Yate?" he asked, his voice soft and I nodded my head."Yes, I'm fine, Doctor," I muttered, my voice hoarse. He knew I wasn't telling the truth, but decided not to press further. And I was thankful for that, the least of what I wanted right now was to explain my situation to anyone.He heaved a heavy sigh and brought out an envelope, holding it out to me."Here's your result Mrs Yate, and congratulations, you're a few weeks gone," he muttered and my head snapped for a moment. "Wha.. What do you mean a few weeks gone, Doctor?" I stammered, wondering if it was truly what I was thinking. "You're pregnant Mrs Yate. And you must do anything to avoid stress at this moment, for the baby," he muttered once again, and this time I got it. My heart began beating out of rhythm. I was pregnant. What was this supposed to mean? How was this supposed to make me feel? Kyle just gave me divorc
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