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Chapter XLII
I forced myself to keep smiling, but my heart hammered painfully against my chest. This couldn’t be happening. Not now. Not after everything I’d sacrificed to be with Nicolas. “That’s… that’s amazing, Stella,” I managed to say, my voice barely steady. I could feel the color draining from my face as she beamed at me, completely oblivious to the turmoil boiling beneath my calm exterior. Stella let out a soft laugh, tears of joy in her eyes. “I can hardly believe it myself. It still feels so surreal, you know? After all the ups and downs, I didn’t think we’d get here. But Nicolas… he’s been so supportive and thrilled. He was already talking about names last night.” I gripped the edge of the counter, feeling the bile rise in my throat. I had spent so much time imagining myself by Nicolas’s
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