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... He didn’t respond. His face was calm, eyes shut, his breath steady. Was he asleep, or pretending? She couldn’t tell. His hand still rested against her abdomen, heavy and unmoving, as though protecting something... or restraining it.
Lorraine gently touched his wrist. His grip didn’t ease.
Her pulse quickened. The remnants of her dream still clung to her, the echo of that baby’s cry, faint yet piercing, as if from somewhere deep inside her chest. She couldn’t tell where the dream ...
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