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CHAPTER 06: WHISPERS IN THE WARD

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VELARA's POV

I had just eased my baby boy into his crib, his tiny body finally succumbing to sleep against my chest. His soft breaths puffed rhythmically against my skin, a moment of peace that felt borrowed in this cold, indifferent hospital. As I turned away from the crib, adjusting the thin blanket over his legs, I noticed someone passing the doorway. A nurse. I instinctively raised my hand in a small wave, hoping to ask for something warm to drink, maybe a little comfort in a paper cup. She noticed me and stepped inside.

Her presence was different from the others. Her uniform was crisp and neatly pressed, the color subtly darker than the others I'd seen. She must have ranked higher, head midwife, perhaps. Her straight, glossy hair grazed her shoulders, partly covering the ID clipped neatly to her chest. I squinted at the name beneath the laminated tag: Jane. The letters underneath her name were too small to decipher, but she didn’t look much older than me. Maybe mid-twenties at m
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