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Chapter 54

Author: Nymeria Yennefer Roisin
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

“Cy, are you ba—Anaztasia!”

            Rozelyn immediately runs towards her bestfriend who now has a tiny bump on her belly.

            “How’s your baby?” She asked sweetly.

            “Babies, Roz.”

            Rozelyn didn’t expect that. “Th-They’re twins?”

            She was visibly more surprised than Anaztasia upon finding out that she’s carrying twins.

            “Yup. It’s a boy and a girl,” Anaztasia purred as she stroked her belly gently.

           

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