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A faint, rapid sound filled the room and I blinked in confusion.
“What is that?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
“That’s the heartbeat,” she replied.
I turned my head slightly, my eyes meeting Cierra’s. She smiled at me softly, her eyes a little glassy, but she said nothing.
I looked back at the screen.
“That’s… mine?” I asked quietly.
The doctor gave a small smile. “Yes.”
I exhaled slowly, my hand moving to rest on my stomach again, more intentional this time, nineteen weeks.
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