Stanley raised an eyebrow. "You don't trust me?" he asked. "I do trust you. It's because I respect the complexity of medical knowledge that I find it hard to believe you could have mastered medical knowledge so easily," Zara said. Without spending decades in serious study, no one could achieve that level of expertise. Surely Stanley, being a professor in another field, could not have managed that.Stanley gave a half-smile and said honestly, "Well, I don't know how to give a health assessment—not one bit.""You lied," Zara said in a low voice.Looking into her eyes, Stanley replied, "I lied because I trust that you wouldn't."Zara's eyebrows flickered without her meaning to.Stanley, someone she had barely known for a month, believed in her and was there for her. What about Yosef?She could not shake the feeling that he doubted her, even about something as serious as a miscarriage.Feeling a lump in her throat, Zara grabbed the beer from Stanley, who tried to grab it back.
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