One thought:
What is that?
I know that it's supposedly my child, but what? None of this makes sense. I should've just taken the bad grade in chemistry class and my life would be normal. Anyways, the doctors start scribbling on a clipboard. Is it just me who can never read doctors' handwriting? My thoughts are interrupted by the doctor that looked the most important saying something.
"Jessica, we have some news," he says.
"What is it?" I ask.
"Unfortunately," he starts.
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oOoh cliffhanger

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