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Chapter 111

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Skye

Seven months pregnant, and I've stopped counting the days until I "go back." Back to where, exactly? I’m not sure anymore. I vaguely recall I had a plan for my life once the threat was dealt with, but it all seems so hazy now.

Because this is my life now. Living here at Nicolai’s estate. The work I somehow fell into naturally, without really making a conscious decision to get involved. And then there is Nicolai, the man I’ve come to want more than my next breath.

I stopped fighting that tr
Cara Anderson

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