“Laura, you’re pregnant.” He paused. “And it looks like you’re having twins.”
I didn’t say anything. I just stared at the screen.
Two heartbeats. Two tiny lives.
My mind flashed back to that day in his office months earlier. Pregnancy would be difficult. Difficult wasn’t the same thing as impossible.
Dr. Patel must have seen the confusion on my face.
“Low ovarian reserve means lower chances,” he explained gently. “But sometimes nature surprises us.”
I drove home in a daze. The ultrasound picture sat in the passenger seat like it might float away if I didn’t keep glancing at it.
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