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... I wanted to speak, to tell him everything I had buried all these years—all the apologies I had been holding back, but the words tangled in my throat.
Instead, I leaned forward, my voice barely a whisper.
"Hi, Cairo... Mommy’s here again."
The silence of the room wrapped around my trembling words.
I stared at his hand resting on the blanket, so small, so fragile-looking.
How many times had he longed for me? How many times had he asked where I was, only to b ...
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