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Peter smiled at me, his eyes twinkling in the light from the hall. "I'm here to help you, Emily," he said.
I was relieved to see a friendly face.
As Peter stepped closer, I could see him holding something in his hand. "What's that?" I asked, squinting in the dim light.
"It's your baby, Emily," he replied, offering the bundle to me. But he noticed my hands were tied.
I gasped in surprise and joy as I saw my baby. "How did you know?" I asked, tears beginning to prick in my eyes.
Peter shrugged. "I heard the guards talking about how they were going to separate you from your child. I knew I had to do something."
He untied me and handed me my baby. I took him in my arms and I hugged my baby tight, feeling a rush of gratitude towards Peter. "Thank you," I whispered.
"Of course," he s
