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The room went unnaturally quiet.
“What are you doing here?” I demanded, my body screaming in protest as I pushed myself more upright.
I laughed, sharp and bitter. “Why would I tell you anything? You said the baby wasn’t yours. You said I was lying.”
“That’s not—” he stopped, swallowing hard. “I thought you weren’t pregnant anymore. My fiancée told me you lost the baby.”
Something cold slid down my spine. “Your fiancée lied to you.”
He dragged a hand through his hair, breathing fast. “She showed me paperwork. Hospital records. She said you were trying to manipulate me, that you’d use the child to ruin my career. When I told her you’d just given birth…” His voice cracked. “She screamed. She said the baby couldn’t exist. Then she collapsed.”
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