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Jul 29, 2026
The spoon crashed onto the garage floor, spreading white powder across the concrete while Owen stared at the cornstarch coating my mouth. “Maren—what did you just put in your mouth?” He grabbed my wrist and pulled open the cabinet behind me. Bags filled with powder, red clay, and garden soil spilled into sight. “It’s not what you think,” I pleaded, protecting my thirty-one-week belly.
