When she looked at the stick, two pink lines stared back at her.Positive.Elena sank onto the closed toilet seat, test clutched in her hand. A baby. She was going to have a baby.Dante's baby.She should feel scared. Overwhelmed. This was terrible timing—her divorce wasn't final, Marcus was stalking her, her whole life was in chaos.But instead, Elena felt...happy. Light. Like something that had been missing finally clicked into place.She wanted this baby. Desperately.When she walked back into the exam room, Dante read the answer on her face before she said anything."Pregnant," Elena whispered, holding up the test.For a moment, Dante didn't react. Then his face transformed—shock, joy, wonder, and something fiercer. Something protective and possessive and almost frightening in its intensity."Mine," he said hoarsely. "A baby. Our baby.""Is this—are you okay with this?" Elena asked nervously. "I know it's fast and complicated and—"Dante crossed to her in two strides and swept her
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