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... , yet her body writhed with restless unease—as if it were a prison confining the struggling soul inside. Her dreams, once radiant with hope, had shattered and faded into haunting shadows, giving birth to a profound sense of loss. Each night, she woke drenched in cold sweat, pulled from sleep by a faint whimpering echoing deep within her womb—not the soft coos of a newborn, but a sound ancient and desperate, hungrier than any lullaby could ever quell.
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