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CHAPTER 34: HE WAS BORN AT DAWN

Author: Relebohile
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-09-11 19:35:17

The peace of Umhlanga Rocks was a lie. Or rather, it was a veil. Underneath the salt air and the slow mornings, my body was preparing for its own revolution.

As the weeks passed, the weight in my womb grew, and so did the tension. I had spent years designing structures—buildings that could withstand wind, rain, and time. But as I felt the first sharp contractions ripple through my abdomen, I realized I had no blueprint for this.

The labor began at three in the morning, a sudden, crushing wave o
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