Page 68 of Accidentally Impregnated By the Bratva

“I’m ready when you are.” I smile against his skin.

He chuckles, the sound low and warm, and tightens his arms around me.

The long journey that began in fury has become a quiet, powerful choice to stay.

And as I drift toward sleep in my husband’s arms, with our son sleeping peacefully beside us, I know with absolute certainty that this is exactly where I belong.

Forever.

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