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Joanna's POV After what happened at the hospital, Tabitha seemed to become a total zombie, looking lifeless and dejected. Looking at her, I felt so worried. The spark in her eyes brought about by her pregnancy had vanished. Even though the swelling on her face had gone down a bit, she looked pale as a ghost. She just sat quietly by the window, staring blankly at the rain outside, completely zoned out. "Tabitha, you must be starving. The kitchen just made spaghetti with meat sauce. You told me you wanted it a few days ago, didn't you? Why don't you give it a try and see if it's what you're craving?" I asked softly. "Just leave it there. I'm not hungry," she replied flatly, no emotion in her voice. "You've gotta eat something—even if it's just for the kids." I knew that it was the on