heaving. The baby made a soft, contented gurgle.
“And then,” he continued, his voice barely a whisper, “She told me that before she died, my ex had given birth. To this baby. Our baby. She kept it a secret from everyone. From me. She’d put my name on the birth certificate, but she’d planned to raise her alone. But now… now she’s gone.”
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