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FORTY EIGHT

Violet's pov

That devil!

How dare he?

I looked at the formless uniform he had ordered I wore. Was he openly mocking me now?

My stomach fluttered. I placed my palm slightly above my navel and felt something move.

The joy that suddenly filled my heart was sufficient to drown all my problems.

I carried life inside of me.

I looked at the bright side of wearing a big uniform. It has its merits. I would be able to hide my bump. I was almost five months gone now, but my stomach still seemed ...

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