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Chapter seventeen: A Decision She Can’t Undo

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Amelia didn’t sleep that night.

She sat by the window of her small apartment, the city quiet outside, her two babies resting beside her.

But her mind was far away.

Paris.

The word echoed over and over again.

Her child was there.

Not lost.

Not gone.

Taken.

And now she knew.

Claire’s words had changed everything.

“She took the baby to Paris.”

Amelia tightened her arms around the baby in her lap, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

“I’m coming for your brother,” she whispered.

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