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ve. » With these words, she turned on her heel and left

m she put away reminded her of a memory she shared with Lucas, further ad

want to leave? »

s house, every path in this forest, everything reminds me of h

pain. "If that's what you want, I'll sup

yet. Maybe in a human city. I will find a job

ghter despite the palpable sadness. Before leaving, they hugged e

k village, engraving every detail in her memory. She kn

thought, wondering how she was going to rebuild her life. She knew it

ays were lonely and difficult, every corner of the room reminding her of what she had left behi

ast. Regular customers and co-workers became a welcome distraction, providing him with some

oving forward, rebuilding herself, even if it meant facing pain eve

rself in her work, learning to appreciate the small joys and new friends she made.

h Lucas, with the pack. She hoped that one day she would be able to

ue and rushed to the bathroom, trying to calm the rebelling stomach. It wasn't the first time in recent days that she f

ghout the day, his mind was elsewhere, preoccupied with this persistent nausea. On her way

lines appear. Positive. She was pregnant. A storm of emotions overwhelmed her: fear, confusion, and a little hope. But soon, a m

reely down her cheeks. How was she going to handle this on her own? Lucas... her mind turned to him inst

nce herself. "For their sake, I have to do it. » These little beings depended on her now. The

nothing of her pregnancy. She hid her growing belly under baggy clothes and forced herself to ignore t

with work, classes, and long nights of revision. Every moment was a struggle to juggle her respo

he couch. The babies seemed agitated, and she gently stroked his belly, trying to cal

share her fears and hopes. But she couldn't risk revealing her past, or the tru

t time, hearing their hearts beating during ultrasounds, these were little miracles that motiv

e had a mysterious appearance, with messy brown hair and piercing eyes. "Hey," he said as he approached

especially now. But something in his sincere gaze pushed her

a medical student, and they discovered common interests. The conversation flowed

emed genuinely interested in her. Still, Stella kept her distance, not want

vited Stella to dinner. "I know an amazing little Italian

regnancy, but as the months progressed, it became more and more difficult.

d herself laughing and forgetting, if only for a moment, her concerns.

ut your family," he said so

remained calm. "They're not in my life anymore," she

his eyes full of understanding. " I

ng his silent support. " It's not se

r. Thompson, was a compassionate and competent woman. "The babies are doing well," she said with a smi

the advice. "Thank you, doct

gue, she felt a fierce determination. She fought for her children, for

egnancy. Marc remained a constant and reassuring presence in her life, although she still had not

Marc turned towards her, his face serious. "St

dn't give him what he wanted. "Marc, you are a wonderfu

hiver. "Then tell me." I want to know everything a

threatening to fall. "I

y further. " Alright. But know that

cus on her children and her studies, but the idea of losing Marc hau

r unborn children and her future as a doctor. She would work hard, make whatever

ted late at night, waking her up with a start. She grabbed her phone and cal

w she possessed. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she heard her child's first cry

said with a warm smile. "Thre

n her arms in turn

omentarily erased all the pain and loneliness she had felt over the past few months. She lo

y learned to juggle the needs of three newborns, often exhausted but alwa