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Chapter 59: The Baby Kicks
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10.01.2026 07:00:23The flutter came during the worst possible moment—in the middle of Liam's attorney's detailed explanation of how Elena's claim could destroy them.
Sophia sat rigid in the leather chair of Connor Blake's office, her hand pressed against her abdomen as a sensation like butterflies or bubbles moved beneath her palm. For three seconds, she forgot about DNA evidence and manipulative wills and pregnant ex-lovers. The world narrowed to a single, miraculous point: the tiny life inside her, making itself known for the first time. Real. Undeniable. No longer just morning sickness and fatigue, but an actual presence announcing its existence with the gentlest of declarations.
Then reality crashed back. She was sixteen weeks pregnant—barely showing, easily hidden beneath the flowing blouse she'd chosen specifically for this meeting. Liam sat beside her, every mu
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