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Freya didn’t respond. She stood, frozen to the spot, her hand on the handle of the door.
‘I realise this is all a bit of a shock to you but—’ Dr Stone began.
‘Enough. I can’t take any more of this emotional blackmail; it’s out of order. I’ll have the scan. Just get it done and get it done quickly so I can get out of here.’
‘I’ll arrange it now.’
He left the room and Freya stepped out behind him, joining Nicholas in the corridor.
‘OK?’ Nicholas asked, taking hold of her hand.
‘Yes. Can we go now?’ She watched Dr Stone disappear up the corridor.
‘Sure.’
Once outside, Freya filled her lungs with the cold, winter, night air in attempt to clear her head of everything inside it. She really didn’t know how much more she could take of life at the moment.
Everything seemed to be falling apart.
‘Roger drove us here but I sent him home. There was no point to him waiting around.’ He pointed the electronic key fob at Jonathan’s car.
‘What’s going on? Where’s our car? This isn’t our car.’ She let go of Nicholas’ hand and stopped.
‘No, well, it was all a rush to get you to the hospital. The Ferrari wasn’t practical, neither was the bike and your car isn’t too streamlined. Jonny insisted we use his.’
‘It was a rush to get me to the hospital so you debated which car you should drive? I can’t go in this car.’
‘I didn’t want to use it, but it was the most practical thing to do.’
‘I can’t get into this car,’ she repeated.
‘Freya, I…’
‘Aren’t you listening to me?! I can’t get in this car. It’s his! It smells of him, and my father, and the money. It will make me feel sick and… I feel dirty. I feel so dirty.’ It was then everything hit her. What if what Jonathan said was true? How did she deal with that? She started to struggle for breath. Tears fell from her eyes.
‘Hey, it’s OK. It’s OK.’ He took her in his arms, cradling her body, enveloping it in his.
‘He can’t be my brother; he just can’t be. I loved him. I loved him and we… we did things together and that’s sick! I’m sick! What must you think of me?’
‘None of this is your fault. None of it, Freya. I don’t think anything.’ He stroked her hair.
‘My family’s twisted, completely twisted. I can’t have come from them; I can’t have! I mean, if I’m going to find out anything else, I’m begging I find out I’m adopted.’ She swiped at her eyes with her fingers.
‘I admit that would be good.’
‘Why is this happening? Why is everything going wrong?’
‘I don’t know. You sure as hell don’t deserve it.’
Freya took her head out of Nicholas’ embrace and looked up at him, her eyes wet and her face tear-stained.
‘Dr Stone thinks I’m pregnant,’ she blurted out.
‘What?’
‘I don’t think I am. I mean, we’re careful and I’m not even sure he’s a real doctor. I mean, he doesn’t look like a doctor, does he?’
She watched Nicholas absorb what she’d told him.
