—Doctor, please… I’m desperate. My baby… is fading away.
Carmeп asiпtió, siпtieпdo esa empagia iпmediata qυe пo distiпgυe marcas пi apellidos.
—Let me carry it.
When she lifted him, the baby’s body weighed like a sigh. Too light. And what unsettled her most was not just his thinness: it was his calmness. Sebastian didn’t cry.
He didn’t protest. He looked at her with big, dark eyes… not with pain, not with resignation, as if he had already learned that asking was useless.
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