Chapter 135

  AMARA POV

  I sighed, turning on the bed for what felt like the hundredth time.

  Sleep refused to come.

  Guilt sat heavy on my chest, pressing down until it hurt to breathe. What was I thinking when I blurted that out? Abortion. The word echoed in my head, cruel and careless.

  Common, Amara.

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