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Chapter 43 The Final Countdown

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The calendar pages tacked to the side of the wooden workbench had long since stopped being marked by days. Instead, they were measured by the heavy, steady thud of the life growing within Lukas and the silent, unyielding watch maintained by Daniel.

The weeks had narrowed down to days.

Inside their abode, the atmosphere had shifted from quiet domesticity into a state of breathless, suspended animation. The air felt charged, thick with the electric anticipation of an impending storm. Every shadow
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