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His sudden change

Author: Janelle Rich
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Marrissa's point of view

Instead, he sat beside me, his large hand moving to rub slow, comforting circles on my stomach.

I should have told him to stop.

But I didn't.

Because, at that moment, it felt… nice.

When I woke up the next morning

I stayed still, barely breathing as I stared at the man beside me.

Morgan Thornhill.

The man who had once been my greatest source of pain was now lying there, his hand resting protectively on my stomach as if he had every right to be close to me.

I should have moved.

I should have pushed his hand away.

But I didn't.

Instead, I looked at him. I looked at his face, so peaceful in sleep, so different from the sharp-edged man I was used to. His breathing was calm, his lashes casting faint shadows against his skin.

“Why are you doing this, Morgan?”

I swallowed hard, my chest tightening as last night’s memories rushed back. The way he had held me when I couldn’t stand, the way he had made me soup in the middle of the night, the wa
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