_Isabella_I woke up and checked the clock next to my bed. It was well after 7 am. I dragged myself out of bed, not that I had gotten any sleep the previous night. After the conversation I had with Dominic, I had spent hours tossing and turning.I wanted my freedom, that was for sure. But to have kids that I would never be able to raise? I would not go through that. It was wrong and inhumane.When I reached the breakfast table, Dominic was already sitting down, having his morning coffee and reading the paper."Morning," I said, and he looked up from his paper and gave me a once-over."You look well, not that there was anything wrong with you, to begin with," he said, looking back at his paper.In my frustration and worry about the contract, the fact that I had pretended to be sick yesterday had slipped my mind."I do feel well indeed. I told you I would be fine as soon as I had a warm shower and a good night's rest." I took the chair next to him, and he raised his eyebrows."Cut the c
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