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... abored. Steady. Then uneven again.
Elysia gripped the edge of the velvet-lined headboard, her fingers curling so tight her knuckles turned white.
Sweat clung to her temples, beading along her brow, tracing warm lines down the curve of her jaw.
The contractions came in cruel waves—sharp, coiling pain that stole her breath and left her gasping for air between each surge.
Malvoria’s hand was in hers.
That was the one anchor, the one weight that kept her groun ...
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