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over her barely visible bump, wearing a cream maternity dress she had no business needing yet. Linda Harlow hovered beside her like she was already the grandmother of a royal heir.
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“My grandson is going to be strong,” Linda said, squeezing Allison’s hand. “I can feel it.”
Megan laughed. “You’ve been saying that for weeks.”
