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Bella: I stayed in my apartment for weeks after the funeral, the weight of grief still heavy in my chest. Mom’s absence filled every part of me. I always remember when we used to live together, where she used to hum old songs in the sitting room. My mom always supports my decision, she just guides me, give me advice. She warned me about Luke, told me that him having a best friend is a red flag but I never listened. But what has happened has happened anyway. Fiona checked on me often, bringing meals and sitting with me through the long evenings. The pregnancy progressed slowly, my belly finally beginning to show a gentle curve that brought equal parts comfort and sorrow. This child would never meet its grandmother, that hurts but not as much as me not being able to fulfill my pro

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