The past few months had turned Tessa into something she once thought impossible. At eight months pregnant, she moved with soft new curves and a warmth that seemed to radiate from her. She often felt insecure, muttering about her weight and size. To Nathan, it was like watching a Greek goddess carry life. Every curve, every inch of skin he kissed every night was living proof of the miracle inside her, their child. To him, without question, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

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