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Chapter 279

Author: Zai
last update publish date: 2026-11-12 23:08:56

Anna's POV

I stared at the screen of my phone, zooming in on Benedict's latest photo.

The soft curve of his brow, the gentle slope of his nose I traced them with my fingertip, my heart aching with a familiar emptiness.

"Annie, I keep telling you, these video calls don't do him justice," I said to Elizabeth, who was folding baby clothes nearby. "Don't you think he has Marcus's eyes? There's something about his expression that feels so familiar."

Elizabeth leaned over, squinting at the sc
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