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Chapter 63

Auteur: Joy Heart
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That night was calm. The sound of the wind blew softly through the curtains as Savannah sat on her bed, brushing her long hair slowly. The light from the small lamp made her skin glow. Her thoughts were far, but her heart was restless.

She had tried to sleep but couldn’t. Her mind kept going back to Adrian — his smile, his care, the way he always looked at her like she was the only woman in the world.

A soft knock came on the door.

“Come in,” she said quietly.

The door opened, and Adrian stepped in, wearing a simple shirt and trousers. His hair was a bit messy, and his smile was gentle. “You’re not sleeping yet?”

Savannah smiled faintly. “I was trying to.”

He walked closer and sat beside her on the bed. “Are you okay? Did the baby move too much?”

She shook her head. “No, I’m fine. The baby is calm tonight.”

There was silence between them for a while. The air felt warm, not because of the weather but because of their closeness.

Adrian looked at her face. “Savannah,” h
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  • Too Late , I am Carrying His Child    Chapter 74

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  • Too Late , I am Carrying His Child    Chapter 73

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