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the only thing
fe. Adelina Bell stared at the ceiling, at a water stain that look
e IV bag with practiced efficiency, her eyes full of the kind of pity that doesn't really see you.
hut, and the silen
a film on top and a single piece of paper, crumpled from a thousand desperate readings. The
for the paper. The texture was soft, wor
the hallway
of something hot and impossi
n her elbows, a pathetic, weak
asn'
that seemed to absorb the weak light of the room. His face was all sharp angles and sha
m, lingering for a second on the empty visitor's chair
austion etched around his eyes. A deep, profound pain that mirrored her own, but for
es grinding together. "I'm Dr. Doug
. The woman who had taken her fiancé, Garret. The
a manila envelope. He held it with a kind of r
should know," he said, his
r legs. Her hands shook as she fumbled with the clasp.
t the top wasn
Garre
her ears. "Garret Stein's sperm viability is zero. It
itor seemed to fade into a dull hum. She couldn't fo
e even colder, devoid of any emotion. "T
as her fist clenched, the sound
adoptive parents' disappointed glances. Garret's cold withdrawal. Be
uilt from a single lie. And she w
It was for the life that had been stolen from her. The anger was a physical
her hand out and grabbed his wrist. Her grip was so tig
n whisper. "Why... why are
at worked. "Because I just found out myself," he said, and for the fir
monitor
steady rhythm shattered int
ping. But her mind was clearer than it had ever been. She stared at Douglass Ward's fa
had one mo
beeping gave way to a
the screen
wallowed e
iant, searing fla

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