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Noura looked at me from top to bottom, her face twisted in disgust.

“You seem to always...Or don't you learn from your friend?” She barked. “Bow.”

“Oh, so—sorry.” I bent my head low, my palms pressed together.

“How do you feel?”

I wanted to laugh.

When has she ever cared? 

“A bit better but not completely,” I said, biting my lips.

Hiding this pregnancy is going to be very difficult. I thought to myself.

“A bit better means you're fine.” She stepped in ...