Angela's POVThe lights in the emergency room feel harsh, almost too bright, and I press a cold cloth against the cut on my forehead, watching the sterile room around me in silence. The pain from the wound throbs dully, but it’s nothing compared to the ache spreading through my chest. Every breath feels heavy, and the memories of the past few days play on a loop in my mind: the shouting, the accusations, the feeling of being utterly alone. I wonder how I ended up here, back under the harsh glare of hospital lights, entangled with a man who should have let me go.Lyle stands a few feet away, arms crossed, his face unreadable. I’d thought our chapter was over, that I’d finally made my exit, but here we are, forced into the same space again.He clears his throat, breaking the silence. “Take a pregnancy test.”I blink, caught off guard. “What?” My voice sounds weak, worn out from everything.“You heard me.” His voice is flat, unyielding. “If you’re really pregnant, I want to be sure it
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