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... Room / After the Shatter]
"I feel like..." Lucien’s voice wavered, thick with unshed tears. "I feel like I’m just a person carrying your child, Silas. Not your love. Not your husband. Not your partner. Not the person you fight beside."
His words lingered like a curse.
Sharp. Echoing. Final.
The silence that followed was heavy enough to bend time. Even the flames in the hearth seemed to shrink. Lucien turned away, one hand protectively cradling his belly, ...
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