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Not Your Baby, Not Your Lie

You showed up at Ronan Ashby's flat at 11 PM with a paternity test printout crumpled in your fist and mascara — or rain, you stopped caring which — streaking your face. Your partner of three years is pregnant with another man's child, and the only person you could think to call was your best friend. What you did not expect: Ronan already knew. And he is not alone.