Blaze Young sat on the edge of the bed, one socked foot tapping rhythmically against the floor as he watched his wife, Faith, sleep. He marveled at her peaceful expression, her dark hair spread across the pillow like a halo. She looked so serene that it was hard to believe she was due to give birth any day now. Blaze’s eyes drifted to her swollen belly,…
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