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.

turned the name over in his mind, the weight of it draining the color from

Cordelia Fowler…

did Alexis pick this

himself onto the bench, his face draining

later, he seemed to come to terms with it, just like he

saw a delicate little being with features resembling Alexis, but

of dizziness swept over him as he contemplated the

enough to stop him

knowing it held the image of

a message, pausing to read it over for a

emotional, he pondered how he and Alexis had

now avoided seeing or speaking

so happy as if he were her own cherished

is a beautiful

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