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My eyes are watering slightly, blurring his sharp features.
“He moved,” I say in a soft, awe-struck whisper.
Cade freezes.
“I felt a… a flutter,” I breathe out, a watery smile breaking across my face. It didn't feel like nausea or a muscle spasm. It felt distinct. Like the delicate brush of a butterfly’s wing against the inside of my lower abdomen. Like a tiny, weightless bubble popping.