The night before I was supposed to give birth…
I slowly slipped my phone back underneath the pillow. Then I shut my eyes tight. Footsteps echoed softly down the corridor. My heart hammered heavily against my ribcage. The bedroom door clicked open. I heard Daniel’s voice cut through the quiet. “Claire?” I forced myself to remain completely still. He stepped closer. The mattress dipped…
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