His Beta’s Little Girl
Lilly’s POV
After 40 years, I am sitting by my Beloved. We are not alone. We haven’t had much alone time since the doctor announced he could pass any day.
“Beloved,” Rupert chokes out.
“I’m here, my love, I’ll never leave you,” I tell him.
“We had a good life, right?” He tells me, looking into my eyes.
“Yes, Olivia, Tabitha, Catherine, those damn Beloveds of theirs,” I joke about my sons-in-law who all moved our girls to different covens. “Then traveling with you to see those grandchildren. We had the perfect life, beloved.”
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