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CHAPTER 148: Inconsistencies
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Mike shifts uncomfortably, his gaze fixed on a spot just over her shoulder. He clears his throat, but no words come. I can practically feel him choking on his own pride, and I resist the urge to nudge him, to push him forward.After a long, awkward silence, he speaks, his voice barely above a mutter. “I’m… sorry.”Desiree snorts, crossing her arms tighter. “You’re going to have to do better than that.”Mike’s jaw tightens, and he glares at her. “Look, I don’t like you. You don’t like me. Let’s not pretend otherwise. But if my being here is making you this miserable, then fine—I’m sorry.”Her eyes flash with anger, but she holds back, nodding curtly. “Apology accepted. But let’s be clear—this doesn’t mean we’re suddenly friends. You stay out of my way, and I’ll stay out of yours.”He scoffs, crossing his arms. “Trust me, that won’t be a problem.”I step between them, trying to keep the peace. “Alright, that’s enough. The point is, you both need to coexist. This isn’t about winning or l
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Dr. William turns to us, his smile widening. “It’s a girl.”For a moment, the world stops. A girl. We’re having a daughter.“A girl,” I repeat, the words tasting foreign and magical on my tongue. Tears spill over before I can stop them, and I press a hand to my mouth, overcome with emotion.Caspian is silent beside me, his gaze fixed on the monitor. When he finally speaks, his voice is rough, as if he’s struggling to keep his own emotions in check. “A girl,” he echoes. Then, with a soft laugh, he adds, “God help her if she inherits your stubbornness.”“Excuse me?” I glare at him, though the tears streaming down my face probably ruin the effect. “She’s going to be the perfect combination of both of us, thank you very much.”“Let’s hope she leans more toward your good looks than my temper.”“Let’s hope she doesn’t inherit your ego,” I shoot back, though my voice is choked with laughter.Dr. William chuckles, stepping back to give us a moment. “I’ll print out some pictures for you two. T
