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“What?” they exclaimed in unison.
“Sarah is pregnant? How is that possible? Didn’t she only return to Adrian a few days ago?” Grandma asked, her expression a mixture of shock and fury.
“Oh, my Goddess, Ada!” Juliane gasped as the pieces finally fell into place. “He was cheating on you!”
“What? That bastard cheated on you? How could he do such a thing?” Grandma exclaimed, her anger intensifying.
“I’m so sorry, Ada. This must be devastating for you,” Juliane murmured sympathetically.
“Oh, my poor child.” Grandma pulled me into her arms, and I broke down in tears, hoping desperately that it would be the last time I cried over Adrian.
“But how did she manage to plant a bomb in the car?” Juliane asked, voicing the very question that had been troubling me. There was only one plausible
