[Zayn's POV]Three in the morning.In the bedroom of the Vettori estate, the curtains were drawn tight, letting in no light.But I didn't need light.I could trace Emilia's silhouette perfectly in the dark.She was sound asleep, her breathing deep and even, curled up in my arms like a trusting kitten.Her hair was tangled around my fingers, smelling faintly of vanilla.It was the scent of heaven.I didn't dare to sleep.I was afraid that if I closed my eyes, I would wake to find this was all a dream, a hopeless fantasy conjured in some damp, dark cellar.My free hand hovered an inch above the gentle swell of her stomach.Our second child was growing there.Even now, watching her sleep so unguardedly, a near-pathological fear born from finally having everything I ever wanted made my heart hammer against my ribs.Emilia didn't know.The photos she found in the study last night were just the tip of the iceberg.Fifteen years ago, on a rainy night in Brooklyn.I had just won a life-or-deat
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