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Chapter 63
Tara’s POV I dream again of my family, and thankfully it is a good dream. I dream of my mothers welcoming arms embracing me. I dream of my father patting me on the back and telling me how proud he is. I dream of my brothers acting goofy and annoying, as usual. And there is Devon, holding William and Emma in his arms. I think it’s Devon. He is wearing a hoody, and I can’t see his face clearly. Then I wake up, and I’m disappointed to see I’m still in my bed in Belgium, and I’m pregnant. Sigh. Sometimes I like my dreams so much more than reality that I wish my life was the dream and the dream was actually reality. I then remember my phone, and I grab it from out of my nightstand drawer. I see that I have some messages from Devon and Kelsie. I decide to check Devon’s messages fi
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