into Nora’s arms, and thanked them for allowing her to love him long enough to let him go.
For a while, none of us spoke.
Then I asked the question that hurt most.
“Why didn’t you trust me?”
Daniel looked down.
“After losing three babies, I was terrified someone would judge our decision or turn everything into another family crisis,” he said. “I couldn’t survive one more thing going wrong.” Family
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His explanation did not erase the lies.
But I understood the fear behind them.
After a long silence, Daniel asked whether I wanted to meet his son.
I looked toward the bassinet beside the window.
The baby inside was smaller than the child I had held earlier. His hair was lighter, his nose was different, and his features were more delicate.
Daniel lifted him and gently placed him into my arms.
“This
