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ARIEL’S POV A month has passed since I moved to the new city with Davis as a result of one of the most ridiculous circumstances of my life. In my desperation to flee from the father of my child, I almost ruined his happiness. “What’s going on in your mind?” Davis asked a few moments after he walked in on me in the living room that morning. I could only glance at him without saying a word, but he persisted and moved closer to him. “I don’t think I have seen you this way before. Talk to me.” He sat down on the handle of the couch and folded his arms with a look that showed that he wasn’t going to leave until I spoke to him. “Are you not comfortable staying here? I thought you said you liked this place. Is it the housekeeper? Isn’t she doing her work well? I could replace her if you w
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