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~Lianna Black~
My tummy was aching. The clenching of my chest was so unbearable that every customer inside the café was giving me weird glances.
I was laughing so hard. This was the best laugh I’ve had in a long while.
“Are you sure you’re alright, Luka?” I wiped the side of my eyes where beads of happy tears had formed. “Damn, that was a good one.”
Luka’s friendly face remained calm… blank. “I’m not joking around, Lianna.” He clarified calmly. “I’ve stayed as far away from you as possible, but this is just fucked up. You’re pregnant with Ace’s child. I can give you and the baby a better life than what he can offer.”
Can I
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