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CHAPTER 343

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Daniel’s POV

“Daniel…” I heard Kayla take in a sharp breath, as if she was about to reveal something of great importance. Then her next words hit me hard. “Sophia's having a baby with Elijah.”

Kayla's voice rang clear through the phone, her words cutting through the sterile air of the hospital room in Bangkok. I had just been admitted when she’d called me.

I felt my heart skip a beat, followed by a thud in my chest as a rush of emotions washed over me. I was surely surprised. But along with it, I felt something unexpected. It was happiness, slightly tinged with a familiar ache.

“I’m happy for her,” I replied, my voice steady, though I could feel the effort it took. There was still a flicker of something unresolved, a faint echo of what had been. But for the first time, it was muted, overshadowed by a growing sense of acceptance.

I wasn’t there yet, not completely. But maybe, just maybe, I was starting to find my way.

“Are you okay?” Kayla's tone softened, probing gently.

“Yeah,” I l
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