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... ed the bed where his newborn daughter lay swaddled in delicate linen, her tiny chest rising and falling in the rhythm of a peaceful sleep.
His gaze flicked briefly to his wife.
She, too, had succumbed to the exhaustion of childbirth, her face newly cleaned of the sweat and strain that had marked the long hours past. Her raven-black hair fanned out across the pillow like spilled ink on parchment.
Even in sleep, her lips carried the faintest curl of a smile, serene, content ...
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