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You’re giving me what she never could. A legacy. An heir.”
A sound filled the car then, tinny but unmistakable.
Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.
Amplified. Steady.
Monica laughed softly. “Hear that? That’s your son’s heartbeat. Strong. Perfect. Everything hers never was.”
I jerked the wheel slightly, tires skidding just enough to earn an angry horn from a passing continue reading …
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