Pregnant by my ex's dad
Louis, usually composed, followed her, her lips parting in awe.
Mirabel’s face softened as she took a step toward them, her guarded expression giving way to something raw, something vulnerable. A tear slipped down her cheek as she smiled softly, reaching out to embrace the friends she had missed so dearly. They rushed forward, wrapping their arms around her tightly, as if afraid she would slip away again.
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