Lena’s POVI wake before the sun staring at the ceiling with my heart beating too fast. The house is quiet and I lie on my side, one hand curled over my stomach like it belongs there. The baby moves sometimes at this hour, slow, soft kicks that feel like tiny reminders that life is still happening inside me even when everything around me feels broken.I close my eyes and try to picture how things used to feel safe and simple as if the worst thing I had to worry about was burnt toast at Ruth’s café or whether Keenan would forget to lock the back door again that feels like another lifetime now, every creak of the house makes my chest tighten and I hate that fear lives in me now.I press my palm harder against my stomach and whisper under my breath, “You are okay, we are okay.” Even though I’m not sure I believe it.Through the thin wall, I can hear Keenan moving around in the kitchen he takes care of me without making it a big thing, he saved me more than once even when he didn’t know h
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