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Chapter 35: Dark blade

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It was barely nine in the morning, but the air inside her office already felt heavy. She leaned back in her leather chair, her fingers lightly rubbing the bridge of her nose. Her replacement phone sat perfectly silent on the polished wood. She had spent the last hour staring at it, waiting for her doctor's email with the results of her fertility tests.

However, the quiet didn't last as the heavy glass door to her office clicked open. Joyce stepped inside, her face tight with confusion as she
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