CHAPTER FOURTY-THREE

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ALLESTAIR POV

I sat on King and I’s bed, staring at the emptiness and idiot. I was hurt, scared and angry. Emotions that seem to be mixed and even my mind can't cope.

After I cried with Adriano earlier he took me to our room, he said nothing but that I need to rest for the children.

At the same time as I caressed my still bulging belly, tears flowed again in my eyes. I thought it was gone, not yet. I applied it but replaced it with a new one.

"That's right Mystie, don't stress. That will be with the babies." I'm talking to myself.

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