Daniel didn’t move at first.
Not because he didn’t understand what he was hearing…
But because a part of him refused to believe it was real.
That voice—small, shaking, trying to sound brave—was Lily’s.
And beneath it… a softer, broken whimper.
May be an image of baby
Noah.
His hand tightened around the doorframe as something cold crawled up his …
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