Your Dad was here?

Avery's POV

"Girl, are you okay?”

“I am not sure.” I reply. I couldn't seem to find the strength to walk past the half-opened door and go inside to face the boys, whose excited voices I could hear as they played with Felicity. They were obviously back from school, and I should have been home, welcoming them as they ran straight into my arms, but at that time, I had been in the doctor's office in a privately owned clinic, not less than a ten-minute drive away from the estate, with Anita as he handed me the test results, confirming my worries and the test strips.

I am pregnant, ten whole weeks pregnant.

When I asked if the test could be done again since I was on birth control, specifically an IUD, the middle-aged doctor gave what looked to be a smile and started explaining in what seemed to be an orientation class how no birth control method was 100 percent effective.

“The failure rate of an IUD is less than three percent. However, I have seen and attended to a lot of pregnancies like