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159: Liam and Zelia

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Brandon's POV

This morning, I didn't let Ivy get a chance to lift a single finger.

I was up before the sun, already halfway through making her breakfast by the time she stirred. Scrambled eggs, soft, just the way she liked them, thick slices of toasted bread slathered in butter, and that strange ginger tea she’d developed a sudden obsession with.

I brought it all to her in bed, balancing the tray carefully as I leaned over to kiss her forehead.

She tried to bat me away with a groggy glare. “I’m not an invalid, Brandon.”

She said it with a pout, but I didn’t care. Watching her eat something I made, knowing it was for her and the baby, did something to me. It was more than pride. It was purpose.

After breakfast, I insisted on helping her into the bath. She groaned and rolled her eyes, said she was fully capable of doing it herself, and maybe she was. But I wasn’t interested in capability. I was interested in caution. In care. I wasn’t going to risk her, or the life inside her, over stub
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