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Our monsters may wear different faces. But they’re the same.

He has done to you what Yannick did to me.

Placing my palm on my stomach, I remember the sound of my baby’s heartbeat. Our baby’s heartbeat. It’s different ... We’re different ... Asher isn’t Yannick.

Isn’t he?

Frowning, I strip down a...

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