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Chapter 76

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Chapter 76

I sat by the window again, staring out at the view before me. The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting a soft glow over the garden outside. Everything seemed peaceful. Perfect, even. Yet, inside, a storm raged. It was as if my emotions were trapped in an endless cycle, a constant tug-of-war between what I felt and what I feared.

The conversation I had with Stefan earlier replayed in my mind, every word, every touch. His assurances. His confidence in us. But I couldn’t escape the doubt that lingered, even though I wanted to. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe him; I did, more than I’d ever believed anyone. But believing in myself—now that was another matter entirely.

I’d spent so long running from my own emotions, from connection, from the idea of being vulnerable. And now that I was facing it head-on, it felt overwhelming. Could I really step into this new life with him? Could I be the mother he wanted me to be? The partner he deserved?

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