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مؤلف: Abigail
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Donna answered on the second ring, her voice thick with sleep and then instantly sharp when I got the first sentence out.

"I'm coming. Don't move, don't try to walk down those stairs yourself, I'm coming right now."

She made it in eleven minutes. I know because I watched the clock through every one of them, sitting on the edge of my bed with my hand braced against the wall, breathing through a pain that had stopped pretending to pass and started arriving in waves I could set a watch to.

"Okay."
Abigail

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deannacaruso
so first she went into labor at the diner and had the baby and now she goes into labor at night and has the baby. completely nonsensical and if a reason isn't given, an insult to the readers.
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HippieBarbie
I’m so confused why is there so many different versions
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Katie Dodds Murray
If we are going back and forth - past to present- that needs to be known to reader, otherwise it comes off very confusing. But the story is nice so far. Happy there hasn’t been a gross amount of cruelty like some books.
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  • Pregnant And Rejected Mate    The record-b

    I sat with the alert for a moment.Then I called the archive contact number.Riven answered."I saw it," he said."How long ago," I said."Forty minutes," he said. "You were already driving. I was about to route through to your device.""What does it mean," I said.He was quiet for a moment."At minimum," he said, "someone knows the archive has been sending or sharing documents and wants to know what was sent and to whom.""We sent a copy of the ancestor's statement to Cael," I said. "For the family records. That's the only thing that left the archive in the last six months.""Yes," he said. "That's what makes this worth taking seriously. Someone knows about the copy we made.""Or knows we made some kind of copy and is trying to find out what," I said."Yes," he said.The road was empty around my truck. The territory I'd grown up in was behind me. Ashveil was ahead."This isn't the cousins," I said. "Mira and Dov aren't running an institutional research documentation request through o

  • Pregnant And Rejected Mate    The record-a

    Emmi's point of view.The three days before I drove back to Ashveil were the most important days I'd spent in my territory in years.Not because dramatic things happened. Because ordinary things happened in rooms where I was finally fully present for them.My mother made breakfast on the second morning and I sat at the table and watched her move through her kitchen and understood that she'd been doing this my whole life — the specific competence of her hands, the way she knew where everything was without looking, the ease of someone who had made a home and lived in it completely. I'd been watching her do this since I was a child and I'd never seen it clearly until now."You're different," she said, not turning from the stove."I've been hearing that a lot," I said."Since Ashveil," she said."Yes," I said.She brought the food to the table and sat down and looked at me the way mothers look at their children when they're trying to read something they don't have a name for."Tell me wha

  • Pregnant And Rejected Mate    Emmi's response-b

    "She didn't need it this time," he said. "That doesn't mean it shouldn't exist."I held his gaze."No," I said. "You're right. I'm not saying it shouldn't exist. I'm saying—" I stopped again."You're proud of her," he said.I looked at the window."Yes," I said. "I am."Her second message arrived at eight in the morning.*I said I'd write the rest when I had the words. Here they are.**After I told them the line from the statement — the line about stability and truth — Mira looked at my mother. Then she looked at me. And she said: we've been looking for that for longer than Cael has.**I asked her how she knew there was something to find.**She said her grandmother had told her. Not the full story — she didn't have the full story. But a piece of it. A piece that had been passed down quietly through their branch, the way things get passed down when the full version is too complicated to carry but the shape of it is too important to lose.**She said: we were told that someone in the fam

  • Pregnant And Rejected Mate    Emmi's response-a

    Sera's point of view — the Sera.The response came at eleven that night.Not through the protocol channel. A direct message to the archive contact number, routed through to Riven's device, which he brought to the porch where I was still sitting.He handed me the phone without comment.The message was four lines. I know. The cousins came to my mother's house this afternoon. I was there. I spoke with them directly. I'm alright. More tomorrow when I have more words.*I read it twice.Then I handed the phone back."She was in the room when it happened," I said."Yes," Riven said."She didn't run," I said. "She spoke with them directly."He sat down in his chair.We sat together on the porch and the specific quality of the relief was not the relief of a crisis averted — it was something quieter and more specific, the relief of a person who has been watching someone else do something difficult and has just found out that the doing worked.She'd gone home to be present with difficult things

  • Pregnant And Rejected Mate    What Sera doesn't say-b

    "They know about the refusal," I said. "Or they know there was a refusal and they're trying to confirm whether it's documented.""Yes," Riven said."Emmi is there right now," I said."Yes," he said.I looked at the notification.At the specific words — *formal communication sent to an institution in Ashveil territory.*They knew to look for something sent to Ashveil.They didn't know what was in it.But they knew it existed.And they were asng the regional archive — not us, not this archive specifically, but the formal institutional network — whether it had a copy.Which meant they might not know the copy was here.Or they might know exactly where it was and be asking the formal network as a way of establishing what was officially documented before they asked less formal questions."Does Emmi know," I said."The contact is trying to reach her now," Riven said. "Through the protocol we established — a message to the number she left for exactly this kind of alert.""How long since the i

  • Pregnant And Rejected Mate    What Sera Doesn't say-a

    Sera's point of view — the Sera.*The territory felt different after Emmi left.Not empty. The work continued, Brae was in the healer's room, Kael and Riven were present, the patients kept coming. But the specific quality of a space changes when someone who has been filling it in a particular way is suddenly absent, and I noticed the difference the way I'd been trained to notice differences in rooms.I gave it two days before I said anything to Riven.On the second evening, on the porch, I told him what I'd been sitting with."I'm watching myself want to follow her progress in a way that's about me rather than her," I said.He looked at me."The territory contact," I said. "Riven gave me the access. I've looked at the notification panel three times today. Nothing has flagged. She's there, she's fine, she drove safely and the contact confirmed her arrival." I paused. "I keep looking anyway.""Because you're worried," he said."Because I want to make sure she's alright," I said. "Which

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