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Evangeline's POV

I didn’t look at him right away as I said those words. Not when every nerve in my body felt like it had been doused in ice and lit on fire at the same time. Not when this woman's words strangely were still echoing in my skull—exclusive woman. Like some shiny badge of ownership.

Noah stirred again in my arms. The weight of him was the only thing that felt real in that moment.

I pressed a kiss to the top of his head, breathed him in. He smelled like warm milk and something
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