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Disgust

Scar's POV

Mother's face was twisted in disgust when I sat at the dining table, I had lost count of the number of times I forced, asked, and begged Arielle to sit with us but she refused, I know my family didn't like her - mother was too focused on maintaining certain standards that were only known to her, and Penelope was still stuck in whatever late teenage phase she had going on, she was also too much of a spoilt brat. They were rude to her and it was only fair that she wanted to keep her distance.

I had a triumphant smile on my face and was so much in a jolly mood to let Mother's facial expression get to me. Why? The baby had decided to grant my wish as it kicked when I lay beside Arielle as we both struggled to catch our breaths, my hand that was laying casually on her stomach felt it. It was a swift powerful movement that sent me to a euphoric dimension and the genuine smile that Arielle had on her face made her light up

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