Werewolf

Stella’s face flushed a deep red. &quot;What do you mean, ‘pregnant women come first’? Really?&quot;

 Anthony smiled gently. &quot;Life is precious. Every life is a miracle, so we should treat it with the utmost care.&quot;

 &quot;...I will,&quot; Stella whispered, her hand resting on her still-flat stomach. She lowered her head, gazing softly at the spot, her eyes growing warmer with the thought.

 &quot;You’re a miracle too,&quot; Anthony said, squatting down to meet her gaze with a smile.

 Stella didn’t hear him, her focus still on her stomach.

 Anthony watched her, seeing the tenderness in her eyes as she looked down, his heart softening.

 How wonderful it would be if she were his... How much better if the child growing inside her were his as well.

 Knock knock.

 The sound of a knock at the door brought them both back to reality. They quickly distanced themselves from each oth

Ruby hesitated, glancing between Eric, who was in her arms, her mother, and Lillian, unsure of what to do.

 “What’s going on with you today, my child? Why are you so sluggish?” Ruby’s mother asked, noticing her daughter’s distracted state. “Oh, I know! Come on, let’s get Eric to the guest room so he can rest.” She nudged her husband.

 Ruby’s father stepped forward without a word, gently taking Eric from Ruby’s arms and guiding him upstairs.

 Ruby stood there for a moment, feeling conflicted, before her gaze shifted to Lillian.

 Lillian smiled, her lips curling in a soft, almost comforting way. “Well then, I’ll leave Eric in Ruby’s care.”

 “What do you mean, ‘leave him’? You’re making it sound so formal,” Ruby’s mother teased, her tone light. “Ruby, go take care of your brother Eric.”

 Ruby managed a forced smile, hesitated for a long moment, and finally turned, following them upsta

Stella shook her head. &quot;I'm not pregnant. My health is too fragile. It’s difficult for me to conceive.&quot;

 &quot;Ah, don’t say that!&quot; The nurse smiled brightly and led her to the office, where the doctor handed her a check-up form and instructed her to undergo the necessary tests.

 Stella sat in the chair, bored, waiting for the results when her phone rang. It was Anthony.

 &quot;Stella, it’s after hours. Where are you? Didn’t you go out for lunch with your assistant? She’s back, but you’re still not here.&quot;

 Anthony’s voice crackled through the receiver, filled with urgency and concern.

 &quot;I... I’m dealing with something. Can I take the rest of the day off?&quot; Stella bit her lip, unsure how to explain.

 &quot;What’s going on? Why won’t you tell me? Why did you ask your assistant instead?&quot; Anthony sounded frustrated now. &quot;Why won’t you share anythi

Stella’s face flushed a deep red. &quot;What do you mean, ‘pregnant women come first’? Really?&quot;

 Anthony smiled gently. &quot;Life is precious. Every life is a miracle, so we should treat it with the utmost care.&quot;

 &quot;...I will,&quot; Stella whispered, her hand resting on her still-flat stomach. She lowered her head, gazing softly at the spot, her eyes growing warmer with the thought.

 &quot;You’re a miracle too,&quot; Anthony said, squatting down to meet her gaze with a smile.

 Stella didn’t hear him, her focus still on her stomach.

 Anthony watched her, seeing the tenderness in her eyes as she looked down, his heart softening.

 How wonderful it would be if she were his... How much better if the child growing inside her were his as well.

 Knock knock.

 The sound of a knock at the door brought them both back to reality. They quickly distanced themselves from each other.

 Anthony stood up and called out toward the door, &quot;Come in.&quot;

 The secretary stepped 

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