CHAPTER054 OLIVIASPOV Forabriefmoment,Iclosedmyeyesandinhaleddeeply,allowingthecool morning.breezetosoothemynerves.Thetensioninmychestdidntease,butatleastthesuffocatingfeelingfrombeinginsidethehouselessened.
IwalkedintheoppositedirectionofwhereAdriansdriverwaswaiting.Ineededatmomentalone,awayfromhisworld,awayfromthesuffocatingremindersofthepast.Afterafewseconds,IpulledoutmyphoneandbookedanUber.
Thewaitfeltlongerthanitactuallywas.Istoodthere,shiftingmyweightfromfoottofoot,glancing overmyshoulderoccasionally,halfexpectingAdriantosuddenlyappearanddemandwhereIwasgoing.Buthedidnt.
WherethehellwastheUberdriver? TheUberfinallypulledup.Islidintothebackseat,gavethedriverthehospitalsaddress,andleanedagainstthewindow,watchingthecitybluraswespedthroughthestreets.Myfingerssubconsciouslytracedmystomach.
Thehospitalloomedinthedistance, aplacethatheldmorepainthancomfortforme.Thiswas thesamehospitalwhereIhadlostmychild.ThememoryofthatnightClawedatmymindflashinglights,thecold metallicscentofthehospital,thesterilewhitewalls,thepityinthenurseseyes.
Iclenchedmyfists,forcingmyselftoshakeoffthememory.Iwasnthereto dwellonthepast.Ihadapurpose.
Steppinginside ,Iapproachedthereceptionist.Thebrightartificiallightsmadeeverythingseemharsherandcolder..
Hi,IdliketoseeDoctorJay,Isaid,myvoicesteady.
Thereceptionist,ayoung womanwithdarkbrownhairtiedneatlyintoaponytail,glanced upatmewithapolitebutquestioninglook.Doyouhaveanappointmentwithhim? Ofcourse,Ididnt .Whydidallreceptionistsalwayshavetoaskthis? Umm,no,Idont,Iadmitted.ButcouldyoujusttellhimOlivia Westwoodisheretoseehim? Shehesitatedatfirst,butafterawhile,shepickedupthephone.Itappedmyfingersagainstthecounter,waitingwhileshemadethecall.

Yes,Doctor,awomannamedOlSuccessfullyunlocked toseeyou,shesaid beforepausing.Afteramoment,sheturnto.Ilbewithyoushortly.Pleasetakeaseat.Shesaidgesturingtowardsthewaitingarea boon ..
Inoddedand walkedoverandsatdownononeofthecushionedchairs.Thehospital CHAPTERUSE smellantiseptic,alcohol,and somethingfaintlymedicinalfilledmynostrils.Afewotherpatientssataround,somelookingjustastenseasIfelt.
Minutespassed,Then,finally,afamiliarvoicebrokethesilence.
Olivia,howhaveyoubeen?Itsbeenawhile.
Ilookeduptosee DoctorJayapproachingwithawarmsmile.Hewasdressedinhisusualwhitecoat,hissaltandpepperhairslightlydisheveled.
Asmallsmileflickeredacrossmyface,thoughitlackedanyrealwarmth.IcouldeasilytellhimhowmylifehadbeenspiralingdowneversinceIlastleftthishospital,but whatwasthepoint? Ivebeen…there,Isaidvaguely.
Hiseyessearchedmineasifdebatingwhethertopushformoredetails,buthe simplynodded.Goodtohear.Please,comeintomyoffice.
1followedhimdownthehallway,myheartpoundingslightly.IwasntevensurewhyIwassonervous.Wasitbecausedeepdown,Ialreadyknewtheanswer?WasIafraid toconfirmthetruth? Weenteredhisoffice,afamiliarspacewithwallslinedwithmedicalbooksandframedcertificates.Itookaseatacrossfromhimashesettledintohischair, hanginghiswhitecoatonanearbyhook.
So,whatbringsyouheretoday?heasked.

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Itookadeepbreath.Ineedtotakeatest.
Hisbrowlifted.Atest?Whatkindoftest? Forafewweeksnow,Ivebeenfeeling…off,Iadmitted,myfingersclenchinginmylap.Ivenoticedthingschanges.Atfirst,Ithoughtitwas juststress,butthenlastnight,itgotworse.So,thismorning,Idecidedtocomeandtakeapregnancytest.Myhandinstinctivelywenttomystomach.
Hiseyessoftened,buthisprofessionalismremained.Haveyoubeenexperiencingsymptomslikedizziness,nausea,oranincreasedappetite? Iswallowedhardandnodded.Yes…allofthem.
TherealizationhitmehardernowthatIdspokenitoutloud.CouldIreallybepregnantagain?Buthow?Ihavent hadsexwithanyoneelsesinceAdrian.AndIhad lostthatchildoratleast ,thatswhatIwastold.
DoctorJaynoddedandstoodup.Alright,lets runa proper testtoconfirm.
Heretrievedasmallneedleandtookasampleofmyblood,hismovementswerepracticedandefficient,Ibarelyfeltthesting.Thesamplewassenttothelab,andthenallIcoulddowaswait.
Everysecondstretchedintoeternity.Myfoottappedanxiouslyagainstthetiledfloor.Mymindracedthroughathousandscenarios,eachonemoreimpossiblethan thelast.
2/3 CHAPTER054 Finally,thedooropened,andDoctorJaysteppedinside,holdingtheresults.Hisexpressionwasunreadable.
Olivia,hebegan,hisvoicemeasured,Theresultsconfirmthatyouarepregnant.Stillpregnant,tobeprecise.Congratulations.Heextendedhishandinacongratulatorygesture,butIbarelynoticed.

Stillpregnant?Mymindlatchedontothewords,twistingthemoverandover.MyheartpoundedagainstmyribsasIsnatchedthereportfromhishands.Myeyesscannedthepage,zeroinginonthemostshockingpart.
Eightweeks.
No.Thiscouldntberight.
Doctor,Iwhispered,myvoicecracking.Howisthispossible?Icantbepregnant.Ihaventhadsexwithanyoneinoveramonth.AndthetimelineitpointstotheexactdateIlostmylastbaby.Sowhatsgoingon? DoctorJayexhaleddeeplyandleaned backinhischair.Yes,Inoticedthetimingaswell,andIwasjustassurprisedasyou.ButOlivia…thelasttimeyouwerebroughthere,youwerepregnantwithtwins.
Mybreathcaughtinmythroat.Myvisionblurredwithsuddentears.
Whenyouhadtheaccident,youlostoneofthetwins.Itsanincrediblyrarecase,butithappens.Onefetus waslost,buttheothersurvived.Thatswhyyourestill pregnant.
Tearsspilleddownmycheeksasmyhandtrembledovermystomach.Twins,Ihadbeencarryingtwolivesinsideme,andIhadonlymournedone.Mybodyhadprotectedoneofthemwithoutmeevenknowing.
Theweightoftherevelationsettledoverme,thickandoverwhelming.Mychildwasstillhere.Apartofmehadsurvived.
Iletoutashakybreath,myemotionsatangledmessofgrief,disbelief,andsomethingelsesomethingdangerouslyclosetohope.
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