● AUTHORS POV ●
Isha sat in the dimly lit bedroom, her hands trembling as she held her belly. She could feel her daughter’s tiny movements inside her, a reminder that she had someone to protect—someone who depended on her.
● AUTHORS POV ●
Isha sat in the dimly lit bedroom, her hands trembling as she held her belly. She could feel her daughter’s tiny movements inside her, a reminder that she had someone to protect—someone who depended on her.
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