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Giselle was still bent over. I could tell from behind that she was panting.

“Why were you running from me?” I asked, reaching my hand out to touch her back.

She immediately shoved it away. And groaned in pain.

“Christ,” I said, shifting Dani to my side. Then I hooked my other arm around Giselle and tried to help her straighten up.

She let out another painful moan. “Ahh,” she cried out in agony as a splash of fluid hit the steps beneath us.

“What the fuck was that?” I said, looking around to see if someone had tossed a water balloon at us.

“Shit, shit, shit. My water just broke.”

My brain wasn’t computing.

I didn’t understand.

Until Giselle straightened up, and—

“Holy fuck.” I stared at her stomach.

Her huge, enormous stomach.

She was pregnant.

Giselle was pregnant.

But who’s kid was she carrying?

My heart nearly collapsed in on itself while my stomach roiled.

Was Giselle carrying Sergio’s baby?

Was that his child inside of her?

Or.

Was.

It.

Mine?

“Dani, go to Vincenza’s door. Tell her it’s time, okay? Please? For Momma? Be a big, big girl?”

Dani beamed at her mother and nodded. “Yeah, okay. I’ll tell Chenza it’s baby time. Right, Momma? The baby’s coming. Right?”

Giselle nodded and patted Dani’s head. “Yes, honey. The baby’s coming. Go, quick.”

I set a kicking Dani down on the stairs and she ran off.

I helped Giselle up the steps. So many questions circled around in my head—but none of them seemed to matter at the moment.

Not when a baby was attempting to exit her womb.

She showed me where their apartment was. I took the keys from her and opened the door.

The inside smelled like fresh-cut flowers and baby powder.

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