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Chapter 195: Morning Light

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SHARON’S POV

I woke up to sunlight spilling across the bed and the smell of coffee drifting under the door. My body felt heavy in the best way: sore muscles, warm skin, the faint ache between my thighs that reminded me how many times Maurice had taken me last night. I stretched slowly, arms reaching above my head, back arching until my belly lifted off the mattress. The baby kicked once, sharp and demanding, as if telling me to get up already.

I smiled, rolled onto my side, and reached for Maur
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