CARLY WOODS POV Later that night, I was still in my room, a plate with two large pieces of pizza was left abandoned on my bedside table, a broken glass of water lay on the floor, and spilled water soaked into the rug.I sat on the window seat staring silently at the empty crib in front of me, tears flowing from my eyes.My vision blurred from either staring too hard or the tears that won't stop flowing, I wasn't sure.A silent knock sounded on the door but I paid no heed to it as I stayed unmoving, my back pressed against the wall, my legs pulled into my chest in a leg hug.Whoever was out there, I didn't want to see, I didn't want to talk to anyone except it was about my little Hunter.The knock resonated again but like the first time, my eyes were still glued to the crip - the blue crip with soft baby bedding and a small wolf toy he loved playing with.Despite the steady flow of water from my eyes, my head was shuddering in different ways to get him back.If I smother him in his sl
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