Chapter 162

Amelia's eyes searched his face, searching for any sign of uncertainty or hesitation. But the wounds of her past made her wary, cautious of the promises that were too easily spoken.

"I feel like you're rushing things, Liam," Amelia finally admitted, her voice tinged with caution.

Liam shook his head gently, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Trust me, I'm not," he assured her, his voice tender.

He took her hands in his, their warmth providing a sense of comfort. As he leaned in, his lips brushed against hers in a gentle, lingering kiss.

Her heart yearned for the simplicity of love and the safety of Liam's presence, yet she couldn't shake off the doubts and fears that still lingered within her.

Liam's hand gently moved to Amelia's protruding belly, his touch delicate as he rubbed it with care.

"I'll take care of your little baby," he whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of determination and tenderness.

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As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into a full month, Lila