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Chapter 117

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Chapter 117

The days seemed to flow into each other like a steady stream of time, each moment carrying with it the uncertainty of the future and the quiet promise of something new. I had no idea what the future would hold, but I knew one thing for sure—I was no longer alone in it. With Stefan by my side, the weight of the unknown didn't seem as heavy, and for the first time in months, I allowed myself to believe in the possibility of happiness, however complicated it might be.

As the baby grew, so did the bond between Stefan and me. It was slow at first, like the first hesitant steps of a child learning to walk. But with every passing day, I felt myself getting closer to him. He was no longer just the man who had come into my life through the most unexpected of circumstances. He had become something more—something I couldn’t fully define, but something I knew I didn’t want to lose.

Stefan had his own way of showing me how much he cared. It wasn’t always through words, but in the quiet
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