Serena's POV “Okay, I'll have everything prepared by the end of the week, Mrs Whitmore. Then, we'll schedule a proper meeting to go over the terms.” “That's fine. Thank you, Mr Lawrence.” The call ended. For a moment, I just stood there on the pavement with my phone still warm in my palm. A woman pushing a stroller brushed past me without apologizing, but I barely noticed. “Mrs Whitmore.” Three years. Three years of carrying that name like it was something precious. Serena Whitmore. Back then, it had felt like a fairytale ending. To be chosen by a man like Damien Holt and have the whole world know it. Now, the name tasted bitter in my mouth. Like something rotten. I started walking again. ************ A day earlier. I was over the moon when the pregnancy test turned positive. For almost thirty minutes, I remained locked inside the bathroom, staring at the result with trembling hands pressed against my mouth. Positive. Positive. Positive. I thought my eyes were playi
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