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86. The Breakfast Table

Alina's Pov

“How are you feeling now?” Theodore asked, joining Asher and me at the breakfast table. It was my fourth day of the cycle, so the pain had thankfully subsided. After the first agonizing day, the weekend had arrived just in time to save my sanity. I dreaded to think how cranky I would have been if I’d had to work through it.

Asher was perched on my lap, eagerly accepting bites of fruit I fed him. “I'm alright,” I replied, trying to sound as normal as possible.

Theodore didn’t respond immediately, prompting me to look up and face him. His intense gaze, fixed on me and Asher, made my stomach flutter with unease. There was a strange mix of desperation and regret in his eyes. He seemed lost in his thoughts, watching the way I fed Asher. When he realized I was observing him, he quickly cleared his throat and coughed awkwardly.

“That's good to hear,” he finally said.

“Morning, Daddy!” Asher chirped, his mouth full of a large chunk of apple.

“Morning, buddy. Did you sleep well la
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