Chapter 70
✨The Shape of Tomorrow.✨ Nasir Pov The weight of knowing settled on Nasir all at once. It wasn’t dramatic. It didn’t knock the breath from his chest or bend him at the knees. It pressed—steady, insistent—like a hand laid between his shoulders, reminding him that something irreversible had begun. A child. My child. He had never shaped the idea in his mind before. Never allowed it form. His life had been built around control, around eliminating variables before they became threats. Fatherhood had no clean edges. No predictable outcomes. And now the woman he loved was pregnant. The thought followed him as he moved through the city, his focus splintering into quiet calculations he hadn’t meant to make. The house—they would need more space. Not just square footage, but air. Light. Rooms
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