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Chapter 162: Repercussions
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ALISON Alison"Well, Alison, no surprises here." Maggie Corning, the nurse-practitioner midwife who'd been handling my gynecological care since I'd moved to Florida, tapped the tablet in her hand. The results of my recent blood test were displayed on the screen. "As you suspected-or knew-you're pregnant, and my exam, along with the date of your last period, puts you at about eleven weeks along." She regarded me for a moment before adding, "We can do an ultrasound to narrow that down and confirm timing if you like, or we can wait a little while longer. That's up to you." I was still wearing the cotton examination gown and sitting on Maggie's table. Her midwifery practice was as holistic and sustainable as she could make it while still maintaining standards of cleanliness, and I always appreciated that I didn't have to sit around in a crinkly, uncomfortable paper gown when I visited her for my annual appointment. I also liked the fact that she saw herself as a partner in my health c
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Diagnosis: Love Chapter 165: But is this what I want?
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Diagnosis: Love Chapter 166: And then this happened
NOAHBut in the end, she leaned across the table and covered my hands with hers. "Of course, I want to be part of helping you find your new life, Noah. Like I said, I care for you. I know you've been struggling, but I thought if I stuck it out, eventually you'd see how good I can be for you." Her lips curved up. "And I can be so fucking good for you, Noah." "I know you can be. You are. I mean, I appreciate what you-how you-" God, I sounded lame. "But that's something else." I wasn't sure exactly how to say this and not sound like I was calling her something incredibly insulting. "We need to ease up on the sex, okay? Maybe slow down . . . take a break on . . . that." Juliet's eyebrows rose, and she tilted her head. "Excuse me? You want to try celibacy? Is that part of this next act in the life of Noah? Because I'm going to say it doesn't sound like fun to me." She smirked. "Wouldn't be fun for you, either. I don't think you'd last long before you'd be begging me to come back to y
Diagnosis: Love Chapter 167: Not the way I'd hoped it would go
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NOAHI watched Alison's car disappear around the bend in my drive. I wanted to smash something, kick a wall-yell at the top of my lungs, maybe. I was furious, frustrated, terrified-and there was a chance I was still in shock. My lips were numb. And dammit, I hadn't been ready for Alison to leave yet. I had hours of questions left. She showed up, dropped a bombshell on my lap, and then scurried away when Juliet came out and scared her off. Juliet. Thinking of her reminded me that there was yet another woman who had a lot of explaining to do . . ."What the hell, Juliet? Alison showed up here, and you lied to her? You told her I wasn't at home? Do you know what a mess you've made?" She backed up to the edge of the porch and gripped the railing behind her. "You didn't want to see anyone. You kept telling me that. And you'd been ignoring her messages, so I figured you'd want me to just get rid of her that day. Showing up here without being invited was kind of ballsy, wasn't it?"
Diagnosis: Love Chapter 169: Tongue lashing
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Diagnosis: Love Chapter 170: Lonely
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