Laura's POVI woke to the smell of coffee and the sight of Maxwell standing beside the bed, a breakfast tray balanced carefully in his hands."Morning," he said, setting the tray down before leaning in to kiss my forehead. "I wanted your first morning as Luna to feel exactly like this. Loved. Taken care of.""Thank you," I said softly, forcing a small smile. He sat on the edge of the bed, watching me with an expression so tender it almost made me sick."How did you sleep?" he asked."Well," I lied. "Better than I have in a while.""Good," he said, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "That's all I want for you.""I love you more than anything," he continued, reaching for my hand. "And I need you to hear me on this. I don't want you spending your days grieving the baby, Laura. We're still young and we can try again whenever you're ready."I stared at him, trying so much to hide my anger. "We'll just keep trying," he continued, oblivious, "until we have another pup. There's no rush
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