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Her mum laughed affectionately and seemingly understood Tasha’s stand. "Anyway, it is, after all, your day, my sweetness, so enjoy it to the fullest." She embraced Tasha again, then drew away from her to steal another look. "Fabian is a fortunate guy, and today’s the start of something amazing."

Tasha returned the smile, even if her mind was occupied elsewhere. No one suspected the truth that she carried three weeks pregnant, not with Fabian’s child. It was a fact she kept out of her consciousness, and one that she was not going to let out ever. An image of De Silva, the child’s father, entered her mind. She had not told him, and they had no way she would. This one already belonged to Antonio, whether she liked it or not. Because she had put in too much effort to get to this stage, and no one would stop her from achieving the life she desired.

Once her mother exited the room, Tasha faced the mirror once again, her hands skimming the loose corset. Biting on her lip, she drew a deep bre