Dr. Salinas looked at me.
“Laura, based on the measurements, you’re approximately fourteen weeks pregnant.”
My mouth fell open.
Fourteen weeks.
I looked at Diego.
He stared at the screen.
Then at me.
Then back at the screen.
“That can’t be right,” he whispered.
The doctor remained calm.
“I’ve measured the fetus several times. The estimated gestational age is consistent.”
Diego’s face slowly lost its color.
“But she told me she found