mirabel

1150 Words

IVY’S POV I held the little baby in my hand – my own baby, my baby girl. I took one look at her, her curly hair, her toothless smile and a certain warmth enveloped my heart and tears filled my eyes. I couldn’t believe I had a child, a beautiful baby girl. Devin sat on the edge of the bed beside me, admiring our beautiful daughter. He reaches out to stroke her finger softly and I stared at them, fighting the tears swimming in my eyes. “She’s beautiful,” I said and he hummed in agreement. I had a daughter, a daughter I would not get to raise. No, no, don’t focus on negatives. Just think of the positive. I had a daughter. I turned to Devin. “You said Cam and Sabrina are here,” I said. “Yeah. You want me to go call them?” “Yeah, that would be nice,” I answered and he stood to his feet, w

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