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Chapter 19 Lines in the Sand
Ava stood in front of the mirror, smoothing the soft fabric of her loose dress over her small but noticeable baby bump. She is four months gone. Somehow, time had passed so soon. She pressed her hands gently over her stomach, feeling the tiny movements that had started just a few days ago. They were faint and delicate but each one filled her with a
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