The week flew by in a blur of heartache and frustration. Every attempt I made to speak with Nicolas, to tell him about the pregnancy, was met with cold indifference or outright dismissal. Each time I approached him, hoping to bridge the growing chasm between us, he shut me out, refusing to even look at me.Adding to the pain was Ava’s presence in the house. She was still living with us, her recovery progressing under Nico’s attentive care. Watching them together, seeing the way Nico doted on her, broke my heart into pieces. Every affectionate gesture, every shared smile, felt like a knife twisting in my chest.Ava didn’t miss a single opportunity to mock me, her words dripping with spite. She made it clear that she believed she was the only one who truly belonged by Nico’s side, and she took pleasure in reminding me of that every chance she got.At first, I tried to stand up for myself, to defend my place in Nico’s life and in this house. But after the second time Nico took her side,
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