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BLAIR’S POV

“Ronald?” I called softly, as I walked into our shared bedroom.

He was seated on the floor, with his back leaning on the bed.

I simplified my dilemma by running after Ronald, since Brian had chosen to be here on Jane’s invitation.

I was so convinced that he had connived with Jane, for the sole purpose of making my plan with Ronald fall apart.

Even though Ronald and I very much understood that this was all pretense, he ran from me and I was also quite interested in making him feel better.

“You are pregnant?” Ronald queried, as I sat beside him, right there on the floor.

I took a deep breath and then gave an affirmative nod.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” came his next question.

“I didn’t think it was necessary,” I whispered.

He nodded. I could see just how hurt he was, but my hands felt behind my back and I wasn’t sure what there was to do, to make this situation better.

“It’s all pretend, yea?” he said, with a broken voice, barely above a whisper.

“How I feel is irre