Zelda's heart pounded in her chest as she made her way to the hospital where Chris worked. The weight of her secret burdened her, and she knew she could no longer keep it hidden. With each step, her resolve grew stronger, fueled by a mix of fear, regret, and a desperate need for the truth to be known.Finally reaching the hospital, Zelda scanned the bustling corridors until she spotted Chris, his white coat distinguishing him among the crowd. Her hands trembled as she approached him, the weight of her words threatening to choke her."Chris," Zelda called out, her voice filled with a mix of anguish and determination. "We need to talk."Chris turned to face her, surprise and concern etched on his face. "Zelda, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.Taking a deep breath, Zelda mustered the courage to speak the words that had haunted her for so long. "Chris, you were the father of the baby," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I... I had to end t
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