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Chapter 84

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Chapter 84

The silence between us was deafening. Stefan’s presence in the room, his steady gaze on me, seemed to fill the space with weight, a constant reminder that everything had changed. I wasn’t the same person who had walked into this house a week ago, and neither was he. The secrets, the lies, and the inevitable truth about the baby—it all felt like too much for me to bear. Yet, here I was, standing in front of him, feeling like I was drowning in my own emotions.

I shifted uneasily under his watchful eye. I could feel the tension thickening, a pressure building in the room that made it hard to breathe. He was waiting for me to speak, I knew that. But the words wouldn’t come. I didn’t know what to say, how to begin. The doubts were suffocating me, clouding my mind, making it impossible to focus on anything other than the storm swirling inside.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I spoke, my voice quieter than I intended. "Do you really think we can make this work?" I asked
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