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... m? What kind of question was that? Of course she loved him—or at least, she thought she did.
"Leo," she said, her voice soft but strained, "why would you ask me that? You’re my baby. My sweet boy. Of course I love you."
Leo’s brows furrowed, his little hands gripping his shirt tightly. "But you don’t hug me like other moms. Or play with me. Or..." His voice trailed off, and his eyes darted to the floor.
Natasha’s jaw tightened. Other moms? He was comparing her to other wo ...
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