Danika walked from one corner of the market to the other, buying the things she needed. Some people glared at her as she passed, but she bowed to them slightly and walked away with her shoulders high.

Pregnant...?

No matter how she tried not to think about it, her traitorous mind keeps going back to that awful possibility. Terror seized her system.

Heavens, no. It can't be. She convinced herself stubbornly. There's no way---

A girl ran into ...