Aria’s POVThe quiet after the storm felt almost unreal. The estate, usually a hub of activity and tension, seemed to breathe with us, calm and still. For the first time in months, I allowed myself to linger in that silence, to feel the weight of everything that had happened. Caspian was contained, the third Zane brother neutralized, and our family our fragile, fiercely protected family was finally safe.I sat on the edge of the nursery crib, hands resting lightly on my belly as she moved inside me. Tiny kicks and rolls, subtle but insistent, reminded me of why I had fought so hard, why every sleepless night and every calculated risk had been worth it. “We’re almost there,” I whispered softly, voice barely audible. “Almost ready for the world, little one.”The sound of footsteps drew my attention. Rico entered quietly, coffee in hand, and sat beside me. His presence was grounding, a steady anchor in the calm aftermath. He handed me a mug, and our fingers brushed briefly, sending a spa
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