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I'M PREGNANT AND IT'S NOT YOURS.

"Who the heck is following me?" Camilla asked herself, her eyes scanning around the surroundings with a growing sense of unease.

She had been walking towards the restroom, lost in thought, when she suddenly felt like someone was trailing her.

At first, she tried to brush it off as mere thought, but the feeling persisted, refusing to be shaken.

She stopped dead in her tracks, her head swiveling from side to side as she searched for any sign of the mysterious follower.

Her eyes scanned the crowded corridor, taking in the faces of the people milling about.

But no matter how hard she...