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Chapter 74

Author: Cassandra
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~Adam

I leaned forward, pushing the door open for Eleanor. She wobbled on her feet, the color drained from her face, and I reached out to steady her, my hands trembling despite my efforts to keep them steady. Her eyes, wide and glistening with a mix of exhaustion and pain, met mine.

“Come on, dear,” I murmured, trying to keep my voice calm. The last thing she needed was me falling apart. My fingers brushed against her arm as I guided her out, her weight leaning heavily into me. The baby, safely cradled in Nan, her nanny's arms, shifted slightly, fussing at the movement.

“I’m here,” I said, more to myself than to her, as I carefully eased her into the car. The leather seats creaked under her weight, the air inside the vehicle suddenly feeling suffocating.

Eleanor looked up at me, a weak smile breaking across her pale lips. “Thank you, my love,” she whispered, her voice fragile, like the last echo of a song.

A sharp pain flared in my chest at her words. I wasn’t expecting it, wa
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