“I have good news for you, Gabriela,” the doctor said, smiling cheek to cheek at her while he took his seat.

Gabriela sat up anxiously and shot her beckoning face at him.

“What good news, doctor. Speak I am all ear,” she replied expectantly yet nervous that the news may not favor her.

The doctor was still all smiles as he stole a glance at the paper and looked at her, “You are three weeks pregnant. But there is a problem with the DNA test you requested, hmmm.” The doctor hummed more empathically and pressed his lips tightly in contemplation.

Gabriela swallowed hard, winked anxiously and felt disappointed, also fear...