Heat rose in her cheeks when she saw the blown-up picture on the gallery wall. Such an intimate moment caught on camera, and now here for all to see. It had taken all her inner strength to agree for this piece to be included, but he’d always called it his master piece.
She could almost hear his voice whisper in her ear, feel the weight of his hand on her breast. A cruel illusion.
Robbed of his loving touch forever, nothing remained but his art.
Her belly twitched, and she smiled.
She would always have his biggest creation… their baby.
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