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The Maternal Intervention

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Chapter 218

Evelyn Prokofiev's POV

The fabric was a cage. The heavy charcoal wool of Jasper’s tailored three-piece suit pressed against my skin like cooled lead, holding the frantic, erratic rhythm of my heart completely invisible to the two monsters standing less than three feet away from me.

Underneath the crisp white collared shirt, the medical binding tape wrapped around my chest was pulled so tight it felt like it was cracking my ribs, restricting my lungs to shallow, agonizing sips of ai
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