Two Hours After Our Baby Was Born My Husband Revealed He Had Another Son

before him that I knew he had practiced it somewhere else.

I looked down at Marlo. Her eyelashes were fine and damp as silk. One hand had slipped free from the blanket, five impossibly tiny fingers resting against my gown. Then I looked back at my husband.

Remember this moment, I said quietly, because it is the last one you will ever get from us.

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