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"Are you seeing this little dot here?" Amber nodded, her eyes welling with tears. That's your baby.

The redhead's heart palpitations quickened as she saw and heard her tiny baby. Luckily it was only one. Amber thanked God for that, because having to deal with multiple babies, no money, and alone, was definitely going to be very difficult.

She inhaled, trying to control herself, watching as the doctor wiped the gel from her flat belly.

"How long can you see the sex of the baby?" She asked, buttoning her white pants, cut something.

"From sixteen weeks onwards, we shall be able to see him," replied the doctor kindly.

Amber took the echo in her hands and walked out of the clinic. She was so distracted that she didn't notice the imposing figure behind her, that pleasant smell, and that imposing feeling, which they transmitted, was very difficult not to recognize.

She turned slightly, her heart in her mouth to see Fernando Laureti with a smile on his lips.

"I found you," Amber put her hands