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Eleni “Okay, this might feel a little strange. Just take a deep breath.” Dr. Hanna inserts the ultrasound wand, the very last step of the appointment. I breathe through the weirdness, and a grainy, black-and-white picture pops up on the screen. In the middle of a big patch of darkness sits a little grain of white. “There’s your baby,” she says quietly. “It’s too early to tell s*x, but do you see right there?” She points to another bump on the screen. I lean closer. Dante holds onto my hand like a lifeboat in a storm. “Yeah?” “That’s an eye.” She smiles at me. “You’re right on track, nine weeks pregnant.” I nod. The picture on the screen is…strange. It doesn’t look like a baby yet. It looks like the thing they show pregnant women on TV that makes them cry. Dr. Hanna looks at me for a
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