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... scratchy eyes slowly, throwing a forearm across her face to shade herself from the sunlight streaming in. She then extended her arm to William’s side of the bed. It was already empty and cold.
Why did it have to be morning already?
She had endured another night of broken sleep. The baby continuously twisted and prodded inside her even more than Malcolm had, making her back ache. She’d also gotten up three times to stumble to the privy.
At least she wasn’t having to follow ...
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