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.

divorced a while

post-birth, Alexis

Alexis murmured, “Bring her

he handed the crying

was a rare touch after

hadn’t felt her touch

through fabric, it stirred something within

“Alexis,” he whispered.

the

said softly, “You

said what I needed

stood close, their baby

over her shoulder,

“Alexis, please.

Give us another shot.

I won’t…”

His words trailed off.

under his touch, resisting

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