Maverick pressed his lips together, the five o’clock shadow on his face dark. His eyes still haven’t left the first page. I watched as they scanned Anastasia’s face, the crib she was in, and even the knitted hat on her head. Then, after several long seconds, he flicked to the second page.His voice,
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