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... he wooden floor. My gaze drifts to my son, sitting cross-legged with his wooden toys spread out around him. His little brow furrows in concentration as he carefully stacks one block on top of another, his tiny hands steady and sure.
Without Thorne, I didn’t think I would ever feel this okay, let alone happy.
I lean back in the chair, my fingers brushing over the armrest as I watch him. He’s a perfect blend of us, carrying Victor’s dark, unruly mane of black hair but my green eyes ...
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