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9. Congratulations
Brody came rushing into my suite, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and amusement, seeing me lying on the bed. A surge of secondhand embarrassment surged through me as I realized I was sitting up, with my legs spread wide open, still in the same position that I was when I was taking care of business. “What can I do?” he rushed out, avoiding eye contact. Good question. This is my first rodeo and I’ve been so blinded by the depression that I ignored thinking about this moment until exactly right now. “A bag....Do you have a bag packed? For the hospital?” Brody glanced around the room. “No. I didn’t do anything to prepare for this outside of having the nursery set up.” My mind felt numb, realizing that this was the moment I was supposed to share with Nico and Sam. I closed my e
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