Ana Clara had carefully folded their baby’s clothes, arranged his tiny socks, and placed his blankets inside a drawer.
They had already chosen his name.
Miguel.
Marcos had imagined holding his son countless times.
He never imagined the child might enter the world without his mother. TrackPregnancy
The person on the phone explained that Ana Clara’s car had apparently lost control on the rain-soaked highway.
There had been a collision.
The impact was severe.
She had been pronounced dead.
Marcos heard every word, yet none of it seemed real.
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