The Return Of The Betrayed Bride
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EXAM ROOM – FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER
Valentina perched on the crinkly paper-covered table, legs swinging like a nervous kid.
Katherina stood by the window, arms crossed, jaw locked so tight it looked ready to crack.
The door opened. In walked Dr. Reyes, a tall guy with kind eyes, gray hair, and a clipboard.
“Valentina,” he said warmly. “Rough day, huh?”
“That’s putting it nicely,” she mumbled.
Dr. Reyes chuckled softly. “I’m going to ask a few questions, then we’ll do a quick blood test and, if you’re okay with it, an ultrasound to get a better look. Sound good?”
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