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with a napkin. “No?”

“I’ve been thinking.”

“Thinking can become pride when it replaces faith.”

“I’ll risk it.”

The silence was immediate.

Quincy’s eyes flicked to me, then down.

Garrett forced a laugh. “Pregnancy hormones.”

I looked at him. “Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Turn my thoughts into symptoms.”

His jaw tightened. Nadine watched us with interest, as if continue reading …