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bed, she gasped for breath and clutched her stomach. Tears slipped down the sides of her face. Pain came in waves. Her entire focus narrowed to one fear.
Her baby.
Jason stood a short distance away, arms crossed, detached.
He did not step forward.
He did not ask if she was okay.
He did not ask about the baby.
Mila leaned closer to him and whispered that continue reading …
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