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.

over in his mind, the

Cordelia Fowler…

did Alexis pick this

his face draining of color as

come to terms with it, just like he

little being with features

he contemplated the

to stop him

the film against his heart, knowing it held

and edited a message, pausing to read it over for a long

he pondered how he and Alexis had

avoided seeing or speaking to

was so happy as if he

Cordelia is a

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