Chapter 76

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• Aria stood admiring her reflection in the dressing mirror that hung opposite from where she stood in her nighties. She ran a steady hand over her protruding stomach a few times, watching with wide eyes as the foetus growing within her moved according to the rhythm of the affectionate stroke by the tip of her fingers.
• She could feel the mother and child bond growing from within with her thoughtful action. The unconditional bond that last through generations. Something so strong that even death could dare not break was whirling within her_tugging and stretching at her flesh like dancing the tango all by itself.