His gaze shifted to Alexis.

“She looks a lot like you as a child.

Alexis just smiled, offering no reply.

Leonel felt a pang of disappointment.

Then, Cordelia started bawling.

Her face flushed, legs kicking furiously.

Leonel scooped her up, checking her diaper with one hand.

It was dry.

Glancing at Alexis, he suggested, “She’s hungry, maybe?”

His remark hung in the air, awkward.

while and baby

post-birth, Alexis began breastfeeding

words, Alexis murmured, “Bring her

raced as he

this was a

hadn’t felt her touch

fabric, it stirred

“Alexis,” he whispered.

cradled the baby

said softly, “You

what I

close, their baby nestled

over her shoulder, leaning

“Alexis, please.

Give us another shot.

I won’t…”

His words trailed off.

his touch, resisting his

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