quietly. “Or fetal homicide.”
The color drained from his face.
“I didn’t know you were pregnant.”
“You saw me.”
“I mean…” He swallowed hard. “I didn’t know it was that serious. Mrs. Whitmore said you were lying about the allergy for attention. She said you had eaten shrimp before and only pretended to get sick to control Daniel.”
I laid my medical records continue reading …