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She nodded, and the relief on her face was obvious. I studied her for a moment. Money had never been a problem in my family, thanks to my grandmother’s business skills. I could only imagine what it felt like to have debt hanging over your head, affecting your quality of life, and then suddenly having it disappear. The relief and the small smile that appeared on her face made her even prettier. “Thank you, Mr. Torrens... I mean, Albert.” I smiled. “We’re quite a pair of lunatics, aren’t we?”

I texted Priya immediately, and she showed up within the hour, practically running through the front door, dropping to her knees in front of me on the couch with both hands hovering over my stomach like she was afraid to actually touch it and break the moment. "Do it again, do it again," she said, and we waited, and when it finally happened her whole face lit up exactly the way my mom's had. "Oh my god. Mia. That's insane. That's a whole person in there doing that." "I know." "Does it feel weird? Like, weird weird, or just weird good?" "Both, honestly." I laughed, and for a second, just a second, it was easy, it was pure, it was just me and my best friend and my mother sitting in a kitchen m

6 Chapter 6 “Oh my God, Marimar!” Heart couldn’t count how many times she swallowed nervously after receiving a text from an unknown sender. Her eyes were wide as she stared at her phone’s screen. She didn’t know if her old Android phone was acting up because the screen was blinking while she read the terrifying message.

Sarah. I was here simply to pay back for the favors that were ever done to me nothing more all this means nothing to be but just a token of appreciation for my Amber for what they did for me as much as un fair it is sounds it was true. How can I be asked to repay for the favors for the first time ever I feel sad for being an orphan I never have even once thought that I'm unlucky for not having them as I always thought that God took them away because he wanted to take care of me all by himself. Is this how he has planned to take care of me going against my own will I have to marry this person. Who was in Love with my sister how worse can life get?

“You haven’t seen any like ours, mister. Ours is special.” Tom and Rich stared at her, then past her to the sheltered structure. They looked closer: Miracle, a hand-stenciled piece of plank declared above the pen’s door. The snowy-white snout prodded at the wire, letting loose a snort. “White buffalo,” Jodean told them, and Richard’s daughter inhaled again with surprise. “They’re magic,” said Katie simply, looking to the smiling woman. “That’s right, sweetie. Some people believe they are magic.”

Still, it has a special charm. Ciel emerged from the forest. My jaw dropped, he was breathtaking. I never saw him shining so brightly. He trotted to me asking for some cuddling. I pated his shimmering neck. Murmuring soothing words. Ciel leaned more into me, tickling me with his breath. The stars and constellations on him were glowing so beautiful. “This happens when you let your magic flow to your familiar,” Damon told me guessing my thoughts. “I could never do that for him.”

Gave me space. When my cries finally softened into sniffles, she spoke. “Anytime you’re ready, we can continue.” I lifted my head, my voice trembling. “But… how?” She smiled. “Just like I told you before. Sometimes these things happen. Not even science can explain it.” I wiped at my face, still trying to process. “But… I was told I couldn’t…” She nodded gently. “It’s a miracle, Mina. Miracles happen. And you… you’re actually pregnant.”

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She remained calm, lovely and kind no matter how much the people around her treated her like shīt. After that day, we went back home and I could see how happy Miracle was to be with her mother again. I introduced myself to Ben Jones, the woman I should be grateful to for giving birth to an amazing woman. She did not show any reaction, yet for Miracle, just seeing her mother means the world to her. We did not waste any moment in having a doctor check her. They checked her blood, urine, and did all the necessary tests to find out if there is something wrong with her. Miracle told me her mother's condition is mostly psychological, and she informed the doctor of seeing Beth crying.

It isn’t in my nature to be rude, but I don’t want to encourage some weirdo. “Wow, in just a few days, I’ve gone from being a God to you to being told to piss off. How the mighty have fallen.” I drop my phone as if I’ve been burned. “No way.” Lucian Quinn is texting me? This has to be some kind of joke, but who else would know what he is saying? Tentatively, I type: “Lucian?” “Unless you’ve met another God this week.” Oh, my God! I try not to question the excitement coursing through my veins as my phone chimes again almost immediately.