The Husband's Cruel Secret

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pposed to be home early

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face when I told him tonight,

ging me "stronger supplements" he said J

ague chronic illnes

tic doctor swore by

though they came in a plain bot

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ed it as normal

net to take one of the "sup

regular prenatal vitamins, the ones

way better, Sarah, trust me.

e plain bottle

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led slightly

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d suspicion w

asn't a doctor, recommen

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renatal vitamin bottle,

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was desperate for a child, her "l

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r bedroom, in Mike's drawers

beneath a pile of forgotten ti

t for su

for Mis

, or in other circumstances

quency he'd told me to tak

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me with the force

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between my legs, a de

beside me, her face p

... the baby...

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already knew in the deepest

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settled in my hea

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