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Chapter 221

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SARAH

I woke up to the soft morning light spilling through the curtains, the room still quiet except for the faint sound of birds chirping outside. Stretching lazily, I blinked a few times before sitting up in bed, my mind already running through the usual morning routine. First stop—tidying up my room.

I got to work, straightening the sheets, fluffing the pillows, and organizing the random pile of books and trinkets on my bedside table. I made a mental note to dust later, even though I knew Martha would probably insist I let her do it.

Once I was satisfied, I headed to the bathroom. The mirror greeted me with my slightly disheveled reflection, and I smiled at the sight. My hair was a mess, and I had pillow creases on my cheek, but I didn’t mind. Turning on the shower, I let the warm water wash over me, refreshing my sleepy mind.

After drying off, I wrapped myself in a towel and returned to the mirror. That’s when I noticed it—the subtle but undeniable curve of my belly. My baby bump.
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