Leonel absorbed her words, a silence enveloping him.

Alexis withdrew her hand decisively and strode toward the elevator.

The assistant placed the ultrasound results into Leonel’s hand before rushing after Alexis.

A shiver ran through Leonel’s hand, his unease visible.

He bowed his head to behold the ultrasound’s colorful display.

The contours of the baby’s face hinted at innocence not yet touched by the world.

She was indeed beautiful.

A buzz broke his focus—a message had arrived.

Alexis had sent a text, concise and profound.

“Her name is Cordelia Fowler.

the weight of it draining the

Cordelia Fowler…

Alexis pick this

bench, his face draining of color as he whispered the

to terms with it, just

with features resembling Alexis,

swept over him as he contemplated the child’s

to stop him

against his heart, knowing it held the image of the child of both

phone and edited a message, pausing to read it over for a long while before hitting

how he and Alexis had

seeing or

she was so happy as if he were her own cherished

know, Cordelia is

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