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Rylie was wheeled out, her eyes brimming with tears. Millie approached her, baby in arms.

“Congratulations, Rylie! Meet your son. He’s the picture of health.”

“Hey, little guy,” Rylie greeted, her voice trembling with emotion.

The loneliness and struggles of the past several months flooded her thoughts. She had navigated this difficult journey without a partner by her side, and the weight of it all had worn her down. In her weakest moments, she would find solace in laughter, seeking out comedy to lift her spirits.

She knew that a mother’s sadness could leave an indelible mark on her child, so she refused to let herself succumb to sorrow.

Ensuring the baby’s safe arrival, Marcus spoke with the hospital director about giving extra attention to Rylie. Then he hurried off to his workplace.

Millie stayed until the moon took over the sky.

hospital, she collided with another person. A closer

eyes with Millie, a flicker of something unreadable crossing her features before she bolted into

the compromising

options, Rhea had hatched a plan: she would feign agreement,

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to react more slowly when they’re

she seized the opportunity. Slipping a knife into the bathroom, she held it to his neck and demanded the video. She knew he would fear for his life, and she was right. His demeanor shifted instantly. Claiming

veering away from Gianni’s neck. Seizing his moment, Gianni wrenched the knife from her grip. A frantic struggle ensued, and Rhea found herself with a blade in her

clutched her wound and made her

stood like a beacon just across from

witnessed Rhea’s sprint into the hospital, furrowed her brows, sensing something was

off the troubling sight, Millie hailed a taxi