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I was five months pregnant, sitting in the exam room for a checkup, when the doctor looked me dead in the eye. "So, you've been seeing another man?" he said. I froze for a second, then my temper flared. I replied, "Instead of making up rumors, why don't you just do your job as a doctor?" He stared at me for a long moment, took off his glasses, and met my gaze with intense eyes. Then he stood up and walked over to me. He said, "Jane, I'm Samuel Grant." He drew out his name slowly, as if to make sure I caught them. Samuel Grant, oh no. He was my estranged husband, the one I married in a whirlwind and barely lived with before we ended up apart. He seemed to enjoy the look of shock and guilt on my face, raising an eyebrow with a hint of amusement, like he was waiting for a satisfying explanation.