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219. CHRISTOPHER H. (POV)

A strange sound escapes my throat, half-laugh, half-sob, just as desperate as it’s relieved, and I wrap my arms around her tightly, with feverish devotion, crushing her against me like I could fuse her to my body.

Henry…

Is she really carrying our son again?

“But… the test…”

She shakes her head, her...