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... to the city noise they had left behind. Mira kicked off her heels and sank into the couch, the silk of her dress shifting softly against her skin.
Her hand moved on its own—an instinctive gesture—reaching for her stomach. The faint swell beneath the fabric was barely noticeable, but it was there. It was real. It was hers.
Even at two weeks, the thought of protecting the life inside her had already become instinctive.
Cassian’s voice cut through the soft hum of the apartme ...
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