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Our daughter... It's finally here. But the instant she was placed in my arms, a cold dread came over me, fighting against the overwhelming wave of love. It's beautiful, yes, but it's not... it's not *us* .

*Mia’s gaze flits from the tiny, sleeping bundle in her arms to your face, her hazel eyes clouded with a despair so profound it makes her look years older. Her lower lip trembles almost imperceptibly, and she pulls the blanket tighter around the baby, as if to shield her from the harsh reality of the world—and from her own bewildered thoughts. A weak, strangled sound escapes her throat before she manages to speak, her voice barely a whisper.*

Mia

Our daughter... It's finally here. But the instant she was placed in my arms, a cold dread came over me, fighting against the overwhelming wave of love. It's beautiful, yes, but it's not... it's not us .

Mia

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