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... rough the wooden cracks of the window. The world outside stirred gently—birds singing, footsteps crunching in the snow, life moving on like nothing had changed.
But something had.
Inside me.
At first, I thought it was just exhaustion. My body had been aching for days. My moods swung like a door left unlatched. But it was more than tiredness. Something deeper. Something steady.
A pulse.
Not mine.
I pressed my palm to my lower belly, unsure of what I ...
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