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Chapter 54
“Cy, are you ba—Anaztasia!”
Rozelyn immediately runs towards her bestfriend who now has a tiny bump on her belly.
“How’s your baby?” She asked sweetly.
“Babies, Roz.”
Rozelyn didn’t expect that. “Th-They’re twins?”
She was visibly more surprised than Anaztasia upon finding out that she’s carrying twins.
“Yup. It’s a boy and a girl,” Anaztasia purred as she stroked her belly gently.
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