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CHAPTER 30.

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Cole’s POV.

I left Sabrina sleeping in the master suite at 10:00 AM.

After the pool last night, she had been exhausted, emotionally and physically drained. The vulnerability she had shown me—letting me touch the swell of her stomach, letting me feel the life growing inside her—had stripped away her defenses, leaving her soft and pliable. I had walked her to her door, watched her punch in the code, and waited until I heard the heavy deadbolt engage before I went downstairs.

Touching her—had undone me. It took every ounce of restraint I possessed not to climb into that water, wrap my arms around her, and promise her that she would never have to be brave alone again.

But I couldn't hold her yet. I had a war to finish.

I went down to the study on the main floor. The room was encased in glass, offering a panoramic view of the Alps. The snow was blindingly white under the morning sun, the peaks jagged and sharp against the blue sky. The beauty of the landscape was a sharp, serene contrast t
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