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Chapter 41 - Chapter 41: Discovery

Hope is half asleep when I find it.

Her tiny mouth latches lazily, her eyelids fluttering as if she's dreaming of something warm and safe, something untouched by scandal and betrayal and the ugly machinery of powerful men. The cabin is silent except for the soft rhythm of her swallowing and the occasional pop of the dying fire downstairs.

It's 2:07 AM.

I shouldn't even be awake enough to function. The last three weeks have been a blur of survival—feeding, pumping, crying, pretending I don't care whether Damien Laurent lives or dies.

Pretending I don't still love him.

My phone buzzes softly on the nightstand. Not a call. Just a vibration. A delayed notification finally pushing through the terrible reception in rural Montana.

Spam folder.

I almost ignore it.

Almost.

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