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 his

Cordelia Fowler…

Alexis

lowered himself onto the bench, his face draining of color as he whispered the

terms with it, just like he had

a delicate little being with features resembling Alexis, but he could discern

wave of dizziness swept over him as he contemplated the child’s origin and Alexis’ unwavering

was enough to stop him from making

he pressed the film against his heart, knowing it held the image of the child of both Alexis and

edited a message, pausing to read it over

how he and Alexis

seeing or speaking

so happy as if he were her own cherished

Cordelia is

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