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e can't keep fighting like this." Elena looked at him, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions. "It's hard to trust you, Alex. I don't want my baby to grow up in this world, surrounded by vi
e desire to be a better man. "I believe you, Alex," she said softly. "But it's going to take time. We need to build trust and find a way to make this work for our child's sake." Alex nodded, reaching out to take her hand. "We will, Elena. I promise." As the weeks turned into months, Elena and Alex slowly began to find a rhythm. They had their disagreements and moments of tension, but they also had moments of connection and understanding. They were both committed to creating a safe and loving environment for their child, and that common goal helped bridge the gap between them. One evening, as they were sitting by the fireplace, Elena felt the baby kick. She gasped, placing her hand on her belly. "The baby's kicking," she said, her eyes wide with wonder. Alex's eyes lit up, and he immediately placed his hand on her belly, feeling the tiny movements. "That's our baby," he said, his voice filled with awe. "Our little fighter." Elena smiled, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. In that moment, she realized that despite all the challenges and fears, she and Alex were connected by something powerful and beautiful-their child. They were a family, and they would do whatever it took to protect and love their baby. As the due date approached, the tension around the mansion intensified. Alex's men were on high alert, and security was tightened. Elena could feel the weight of the impending birth, knowing that it would bring both joy and new challenges. One night, as she was lying in bed, she felt a sharp pain
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