"But why are you in such a mess? Didn't he come to pick you up?"

Deirdre's fist clenched in anger and desperation, almost piercing the skin of her palm.

The receptionist was taken aback. "Ms. Collins... Do you know this woman?"

Emily's voice was gentle as she spoke. "This is Ms. Deirdre McKinnon, the woman whom Brendan enjoys the most when I'm not around. And what she said is true. She is pregnant with Brendan's child. If she comes again next time, don't stop her from coming in."

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