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I prop myself up and look over to him. He stands in the doorway of the bathroom, the light behind him almost holy.
"What more could you possibly say to me?" I ask.
"Are you pregnant?"
Without a thought, I say, "No."
"Wrenley-"
"I'm not. You were right, what I felt was nothing."
Again he turns on the bedroom light, making me flinch. He nears t