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... ospital, mingling with the faint sweetness of the flowers Eliana cradled in her arms. London had been quiet that morning—cold sunlight spilling over the misty streets—as she stood outside those glass doors, summoning the courage to step through. She’d promised herself last night that this visit wasn’t about him. It was for the child—the small, fragile heartbeat inside her that deserved at least one parent willing to bridge the chasm between them.
The doors hissed open with a soft whoosh, ...
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