MYLOFour or five women hurried past me as I approached Dahlia. I tried not to get lost in her mouth-watering scent or how she truly looked like an Angel sent just for me. I needed to keep my head this time, I needed to win her over. “Don’t say anything yet,” I started, I had imagined this moment so many times, I’d planned out what I would say, and yet right now, my mind was a complete blank, “let me-”The sound of a baby crying took me off guard. Dahlia’s face flashed a moment of worry as she tried to scan my reaction, her sea-coloured eyes hesitating to rip her vision from me. I would have assumed it was hard for her to look away because I was her mate, but there was something else in her eyes, a concern for her safety, for the baby’s, her baby.
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