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Chapter 46: The Little Secret

Author: Dzifa
last update publish date: 2026-04-25 17:14:01

Three weeks passed like a dream.

Isabella stood in the bathroom of Damien's penthouse, her hands trembling around the small plastic stick, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure the entire building could hear it. Two pink lines. Clear as day. Impossible to mistake.

She was pregnant.

The word echoed in her mind, bouncing off the walls of her consciousness, refusing to settle. Pregnant. She was going to have a baby. Damien's baby. The man she loved more than she had ever thought possible.

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