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“I’ve been really emotional,” she said softly.

I’m always emotional, I thought,but lately it’s been...unhinged.

“And I’ve definitely gained some weight,” she added with a wince.

Me too, but I blamed the apology chocolates and my three a.m. therapy sessions with a spoon and a jar of Nutella.

She took a deep breath. “Long story short, I think—”

“Oh, you have got to bekiddingme!” I blurted.

Farah jumped, then smiled nervously. “I know, I’m excited too.”

I stared at her, horrified. “I’m...pregnant.”

“You mean...me?”

“No.” I exhaled, half-laughing in disbelief, half on the verge of collapse. “I meanme, Dr. Lillian Tariq is pregnant with her lying husband’s spawn.”

She blinked. “Oh.”

I pointed at her clipboard, trying to remember how to doctor. “And you, too, probably. We’ll, uh, get you checked out right away.”

“Um,” she said gently, “congratulations?”

Chapter Forty-Two

I WAS KNOCKING LIKEa lunatic, pouring all my chaos, desperation, and bad life choices into pounding my fists against Sarah’s door.

When it swung open, she looked startled for half a second before rearranging her face into that perfectly unimpressed expression she’d been practicing since middle school. Arms crossed. One brow raised. Peak judgment.

“Can I help you?” she asked.

I sighed, already exhausted by what I was about to say. “Are you still mad at me?”

“Yes.”

“Can you pretend you’re not mad at me for a few hours?”

Her eyes narrowed. “Why?”

“Because I’m pregnant.”

She froze. Then her arms dropped, her jaw went slack, and she said, very calmly, “Yeah, okay. Officially pressing pause on being mad at you.”

She stepped aside, and I walked in, immediately pacing her living room like a patient in need of tranquilizers.

“Are your parents’ home?” I asked, scanning for signs of other humans.

She shook her head.

“Good.” I nodded, semi-crazed. “Okay, good.”

Sarah perched on the arm of the couch, watching me. “So...” she started slowly. “How did this happen? I thought you guys weren’t in love.”

“We weren’t,” I said, stopping mid-pace. “In thebeginning. He was just this irritating, animal-loving, color-blind grump with commitment issues and an obsession with logical reasoning. And then I married him and discovered that underneath everything I hated about him, he was disgustingly kind and thoughtful and...so hot.”

She snorted. “When did you guys sleep together?”