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Оглавление“What did you want to talk to me about?”
She stood and wiped her hands down the sides of her trousers. “I think you should come and take a seat and—”
“Stop fudging! Don’t delay any longer, Sarah. Out with it.”
“Fine!” She folded her arms, stuck out a hip. She swallowed, but lifted her chin. “I’m pregnant.”
For a moment her words made no sense. He even momentarily reveled in the relief that she wasn’t planning to leave Melbourne. “You’re—” he rubbed his nape “—pregnant?”
She nodded. “That’s right.”
“And...?”
She flopped down to her stool. She lifted her arms and then let them drop back into her lap. Her mouth trembled and her eyes were full of fear and sadness and tears and, strangely, some laughter. Her eyes contained the entire world. “And the baby is yours, Majed.”
