(Amara)I watch as Felix slowly turns toward me, his movements careful, almost hesitant. His eyes search my face before he speaks.“What’s come over you, Amara?”He steps closer, reaching for my shoulders, his hands warm and familiar in a way that makes my chest tighten. “This isn’t the Amara I got married to.”I go still, eyes stay locked on him as he lets go, hands dropping away. He turns his face aside, jaw tightening.“I get it,” he says quietly. “It’s all my fault.” He exhales heavily. “If I hadn’t left the house that day, after you lost the pregnancy for the fourth time… if I hadn’t gone out and gotten drunk that night, maybe none of this would’ve happened.”He pauses, then looks back at me, his gaze sharpening.“But I don’t regret it,” he says. “What I regret is pretending this wasn’t inevitable.”My heart sinks, slow and heavy.“What… what are you saying, Felix?” My voice trembles despite my effort to steady it.He takes my hands, his grip firm, grounding, almost convincing. “
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