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Chapter 24

Author: Mummy zimchi
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The next morning, I woke up before the sun.

I didn’t sleep much.

The thin mattress creaked beneath me as I turned slightly, groaning from the dull ache that had become a constant part of me. My hand rested over my swollen belly, the only warmth in that cold, silent room. The faint flutter of movement brushed beneath my palm—a tiny kick, soft but certain.

I breathed out slowly.

That small, fluttering life reminded me that even if I felt alone, I wasn’t.

There was life inside me. Depending on me. Waiting for me to be strong—even when I had nothing left in me.

I closed my eyes and whispered, “We’re okay... just a little longer, okay?”

I didn’t know if I was talking to the baby or myself.

Maybe both.

With effort, I sat up, every joint in my body stiff and sore. My lower back ached the way it always did now, and my legs protested as I swung them over the side of the bed. But I pushed through it, biting down on the pain.

I brushed my teeth over the tiny sink in the corner. The cold water ma
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