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This was a day she would never forget—his words would haunt her for a lifetime.

“And don't presume to know who needs who.”

“I wont have you putting yourself in danger to fulfill a dream.”

The words hurt her deeply; she laid down, bared her belly, and looked away as he started talking. He was correct. As soon as she realized it, she understood her selfishness had endangered the baby. How could she have been so self-serving? So cruel?

She swallowed hard, forcing aside the remnants of her pride. This wasn’t about any of them—it was about Cygnet.

“If it’s okay with you, I can help get them over there, and return home with you,” she replied, her voice quiet and rough. She felt defeated, but now wasn’t the time to wallow.

“I’m sure Gunnar has wonderful medics.” Had she known Bonario was from Kvarsheim, she would have objected. But there had been too much going on—too much action, too many smells, all the emotions … she hadn’t caught it.