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As I rode the taxi back home, I thought about the lunch I had had with Alex, how understanding he had been when I told him about my father. Little by little, I was discovering the man behind that physical attractiveness, and even though I hadn't said it, I was so glad that he was the father of my baby. My clothes still smelled like his perfume after being in his arms. It was comforting, as if I had found a place where I wanted to stay forever.
I entered the house, and my father was in the living room with the nurse who took care of him during the day. I kissed his cheek and then went to my mother, whom I could see in the kitchen. Things felt tense in the house, since they had found out about my pregnancy. Although no one had talked about it, I knew that my father felt disappointed.
