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Chapter 8-2
What the hell? "I'm guessing I should be more direct, Emma, I'm saying you're pregnant. I would say given the answers to the questions I asked you're roughly under a month gone. Your contraception failed I'm afraid." She beams at me as though this is the most wonderful news in the world, but my throat tightens, and my stomach flips out, the room tips as the bubbling surge of panic hits me hard. What? Jake doesn't move, I'm not sure he even heard her, he's acting like he's in a trance. The complete opposite to what my inner mind is doing. "Pregnant?" He finally says, before his shoulders flex and his fingers loosen the death grip on mine. He seems to sag a little, still staring but now down at his lap, his mind must be running through the possibility and the realization of what is happe
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