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Chapter LXV
I hesitated, but Stella's warm demeanor left me with no choice. I stepped inside, feeling the weight of Nicolas’s stare on me the entire time. The living room was cozy and filled with signs of a life I didn’t belong to—baby toys scattered on the floor, the faint smell of lavender and baby powder filled the air, and then the new framed photos on the mantle. My gaze lingered on one: Stella and Nicolas, their hands resting on her pregnant belly, smiles so bright it made my chest tighten. “I’m so glad you came,” Stella chirped, gesturing toward the couch. “Can I get you anything? Tea? Coffee?” she offered, as she gently rocked the baby, who cooed softly in her arms. “Tea would be lovely,” I said, my voice calm despite the storm inside me. “Great! I’ll be right back,” she said, flashing me
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