As dusk descended upon the ship, the horizon ignited with streaks of crimson and gold, illuminating the heavy silhouette of Amelia Knight against the fading light. Her hands rested protectively over her swollen belly, the ocean breeze tousling her chestnut hair. She gazed out at the endless expanse, lost in thought, feeling the pulse of her determination rise with the tide—a quiet resilience thrumming beneath the surface.Gabriel Blackthorne and Lucas Nightshade approached from opposite sides of the deck, the atmosphere shifting as they neared her. The tension was palpable, a tight coil that wound around them, reflected in their stiff postures and clenched jaws. She felt a rush of emotions course through her—an unsettling blend of anticipation and defiance. The camaraderie they shared had become tangled in the complexities of their circumstances, and now, each step they took seemed heavy with unspoken words.“Amelia,” Gabriel spoke first, his voice low yet firm as he closed the distan
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