Lucian POVThat promise became the hardest discipline of my existence.Luke glanced toward me as we sat inside the parked sedan across the street from the medical clinic, his expression calm but watchful. He had learned over the past months that silence usually meant I was fighting myself harder than anyone else ever could.“You’ve been staring at that entrance for forty-three minutes,” he observed.“I know.”“You haven’t moved.”“I know.”His eyes softened.“That’s progress.”A humorless smile touched my mouth.“It doesn’t feel like progress.”“No,” Luke admitted. “Growth rarely does.”The clinic doors finally opened, and every other thought disappeared.Anna stepped outside carefully, one hand supporting the underside of her swollen stomach while the other held a folder of medical papers against her chest. She had grown noticeably heavier in the weeks since I’d first found her, and every slow, measured step reminded me how close we were to meeting our child.Our child.The words sti
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