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“Alex, I have something to tell you,” she said.

“Your tone of voice worries me.”

“It’s nothing bad. It’s about that ‘virus’ I was fighting in February.” She took another deep breath. “Do you remember that big fight we had in January?”

“Yeah,” he said, “I do. I can’t remember what it was about, though.”

“It doesn’t matter now,” she said. “What’s important is how we made up the next day,” she added.

She could feel him staring at her. Was he remembering that night? They’d made love with a vengeance, downstairs in front of a blazing fire, and had slept there all night. “I’ve been trying to tell you this since you got home,” she added. “I was wrong about the cause of my nausea. Brace yourself. I’m about four months pregnant.”

She could see the whites of his eyes widen. “Say that again,” he whispered.

“We’re going to have a baby.”