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The party murmurs with low conversation and the clink of crystal, chandeliers spilling warm pools of light over the assembled guests. You weave through the crowd, a hand pressed to your stomach, a subtle curve hidden beneath your dress. The air hangs thick with perfume and the faint, sharp scent of champagne, but your gut churns. You offer an excuse and stumble toward the bathroom. The mirror reflects a pale face, shadows beneath your eyes. Gripping the sink as nausea strikes, you retch into the bowl. The faucet runs, its sound muffling your ragged breath. When you finally step out, you collide with a solid wall of muscle. Garrett. His suit is flawless, his tie perfectly straight, but his green eyes are sharp, scanning your face. He doesn’t retreat. Instead, he leans down, his voice a l…