My Patient Told Me She Was Pregnant With My Husband’s Baby—The Next Morning, She Called Screaming, “What Did You Do?!”

EPILOGUE: THE QUIET AFTER

The aftermath was quieter than I’d expected, and messier too.

Tessa later admitted in a message that Roy wasn’t the father; Margaret had offered financial help if she broke us up.

Roy saved it, then blocked her.

We kept our distance from Margaret. If she needed a caregiver, we’d arrange one. She wouldn’t move in.

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