Inside the first gynecologist room, Carmela Martins sat in a state of panic, her hands tightly clasped together. She and her husband, Max Atom, had been married for five years, yet the one thing they yearned for—their own child—had eluded them.It had been a long time since Carmela last saw her period, so she hurried to the hospital, her heart heavy with worry. After a quick pregnancy test, she anxiously awaited the results, her mind filled with hope and fear.The door swung open, and a man in a white coat, wearing rectangular glasses, entered with the test result in his hand. He walked past Carmela and sat down before her, his expression serious yet compassionate. Adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose, he could sense the mix of anticipation and anxiety in the room."Mrs. Atom, I have the results," he said gently, his voice filled with empathy. Carmela's heart raced as she held her breath, her eyes locked on the doctor, desperately searching for answers."What is it, Doct
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