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A Good Decision

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Grace

Seb’s breath grows steady, his body soft and warm against mine as he drifts off to sleep. I hold him close a moment longer, feeling the rise and fall of his tiny chest. A fragile sense of peace settles over us.

I rise from the couch slowly, careful not to wake him, and tuck him into bed. His small fist curls into the soft blanket as I smooth it over him. Just as I turn around, my breath catches in my throat.

Tristin is leaning against the doorway, one shoulder pressed to the frame, his arms crossed. His eyes find mine with a quiet intensity that sends heat rushing to my cheeks.

“ You are back… ” He says, his voice low and husky.

I swallow hard and nod. “ I am back. ”

The silence between us stretches. My heartbeat quickens, and memories swirl inside my head—his rough hands on my skin, his harsh mouth claiming me, the weight of his body. The air thickens with everything unspoken.

Tristin’s gaze flickers, a subtle shift of emotion I can’t name. “ I thought you would stay and see y
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RYANNE
Nobody is making up excuses for women. Tristin spends more time in the office or a lounge than he does at home. When their son went missing is because Tristin went to the lounge after hours when he should’ve been at home
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