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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty Seven

Lilith’s POV

Deplete not needing to, I press my mind to see Tabitha’s birth, searching her and Leo’s memory’s to experience the day my daughters life changed.

The images do not come easily, but I drag them through my mind nevertheless, taking Leo’s memory and playing it out in my mind as I watch silently…

I walk back into the room to her knuckles white as snow.

She's hiding pain from me again and the only pain that would make sense is labour pains.

She's been in a quiet mood since this morning, having not spoken much as we left and her excitement to be in our own home again has been lacking.

But I know confronting her will only cause he anxiety so I pretend I haven't see anything, and instead being the bag of clothes I had chosen in Theo's small town of shops the other day.

"What's this?" She asks.

"Clothes I chose for Arlo, some small onesies and outfits," I tell her.

She breaks her cold exterior for only a moment as she pours the contents of clothes inside the cot.

She segregated th
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