I kindly smiled at Abby as she pulled away and wiped away her tears. "Oh, honey. Sorry for the tears. I'm just really emotional. It's wonderful to meet you." "How has the morning sickness been, Abby?" Adam placed a small kiss on her cheek after giving Abby a hug hello. "Oh, my soul. It's been awful." My gaze instinctively dropped to Abby's stomach. She didn't look pregnant yet. Her stylish blouse and fitted blazer concealed any hint of a baby bump, making it impossible to tell she was already four months along. Then I focused my hearing. Beneath the chatter of the guests, the clinking of wine glasses, and the soft music drifting through the room, I heard it. A tiny heartbeat. Fast. Strong. Steady. My own heart skipped. For a split second, a strange sense of déjà vu washed over me. The tiny heartbeat echoed through my mind, tugging at something buried deep inside me, as though I had heard that precious rhythm before. A flash of warmth and longing surfaced before disappearing
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