Kieran looked down at Genesis’s face, making sure her breathing had evened out into the slow, deep rhythm of real sleep. Her lashes were still damp from earlier tears, cheeks flushed, lips slightly parted. He brushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead with the back of his knuckles, gentle, and soft then whispered her name once more.“Genesis.”No answer.“Baby.”Nothing. Just the soft rise and fall of her chest, one hand curled protectively over her bump even in sleep.He exhaled quietly, pressed a feather-light kiss to her temple, then eased himself out of bed. The stitches in his chest pulled, but he ignored it. He tugged on sweatpants and a black T-shirt, moving silently so he wouldn’t wake her.Downstairs, the house was dim, Christmas lights still glowing softly on the tree, casting long shadows across the foyer. He found Damon and Revelation in the kitchen. Damon leaned against the island, arms crossed, nursing black coffee. Revelation sat on a stool, phone in hand, scrolling
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