Lora's POVThe smell of coffee reached me before I reached the dining room.Normally, that would have been enough to improve my mood. Unfortunately, the baby had developed opinions. And this morning, coffee was apparently offensive.I slowed halfway down the staircase and pressed a hand briefly against my stomach."You're making my life difficult already." The baby remained unapologetically silent.By the time I reached the dining room, everyone was already seated. William occupied his usual chair at the head of the table. His recovery had restored some of the strength illness had stolen, though Dr. Mark still insisted he avoid unnecessary stress.Vivian sat beside him. Chloe scrolled through her phone while pretending to listen to a conversation she clearly had no interest in.And Drake. My gaze found him before I could stop it. He looked up at the exact same moment and something warm settled unexpectedly inside my chest. The kind of feeling that had become increasingly difficult to
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