The world seemed to lurch, the floor tilting beneath me. A laugh, sharp and hysterical, bubbled up in my chest before I could suppress it. “That’s impossible,” I stammered, gripping the edge of the hospital bed until my knuckles turned white. “I have felt the kicks. I have seen the ultrasounds—well, I haven’t seen them myself, but my private specialist confirmed it! I have grown. I have felt the life inside me. I have everything ready at home—the nursery, the clothes, the cradle!”
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