For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.
“Inside her?” I repeated. “What do you mean?”
He hesitated—just for a second—but that hesitation said everything.
My stomach dropped. My heart pounded against my ribs. The room tilted, as if gravity had shifted.
My hands went numb.
“What… what is it?” I whispered.
Dr. Mehra exhaled slowly.
“We need to discuss the results privately. But I need you to prepare yourself.”
The air in the room grew thick.
Anaya’s face crumpled.
And in that moment—before the truth was spoken, before the world split open beneath my feet—
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