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Chapter 7 — A New Beginning

Three months later...

Tiny cries filled the delivery room.

"It's a girl."

The nurse placed my daughter against my chest.

Healthy.

Perfect.

Alive.

I named her Grace.

Because grace was the only reason we had survived.

Daniel stood quietly outside the room holding flowers.

He smiled.

"You did it."

"No."

May you like

I looked at my daughter.

"We did."

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