VIELLA'S POV.I glanced at the clock again for what felt like the hundredth time that night. It was past midnight, and Lance still wasn't home. His phone had been unreachable all evening, and the fact that I hadn't heard from him only deepened my worry. I paced the large sitting room, my heart hammering in my chest. Each second that passed seemed to amplify my anxiety.This was becoming normal, and I didn't like it.Three weeks ago, we had carried out the plan. Everything was set. Noralie was fully pregnant with our baby.Hansel had done a flawless job, as expected. He was our family doctor, and I trusted him completely. We had known each other since high school—teenage nonsense, really.By the time Hansel returned from the UK, after earning a reputation as one of the best gynecologists in the country, all those silly feelings from our youth had long since faded. I was already happily married when he returned, but we reconnected professionally – against my will, though, because my hus
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