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Grief and Strategy

Author: Garnet
last update publish date: 2026-04-11 09:48:54

Rose

I rubbed my now visible belly, which had grown into the size of a double football.

Satisfaction seeped into my heart thinking about the fact that everything was falling into places just like I wanted.

I was twenty-two weeks now.

Damien had become a bit distance, but I don't mind. As long as I see no threat now, I'll gladly embrace his moment of coldness till he comes back to me. To us.

He came home at half seven and stood in the doorway of the kitchen with his jacket still on.

"Smells goo
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Lilys
Rose had all plans out for the money and inheritance… Serve Damien right for trusting wrong person .
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bosyber
so, is Damien now chasing Serena, or also aware of Roses duplicity? and if that kid is his, why does she need a separate way to get all assets?
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