Chapter 100

Wren

A loud burp leaves Quincy's mouth as she pats her tummy.

"Good?" I laugh.

"Perfect. Thank you," she says. "It was just what the baby needed."

She relaxes in her seat, breathing through her lips. Her red hair is up in a bun, her skin is glowing but you can't mistake the 'mom' look.

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