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Men like Bradford King

Author: Beth
last update publish date: 2026-03-14 18:25:47

LYNETTE'S POV

My vision blurred instantly. I breathed out shakily as the realization began to settle in.

I didn’t even know when the tears started falling down my cheeks.

I had always imagined what it would feel like to have my own child. My own little family.

And now…now it's finally happening.

Then my chest tightened painfully as another realization hit me.

Except… the father's the same man I had spent the last three weeks desperately trying to avoid.

A broken sob escaped me before I could s
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