I went to see David one last time.David was sentenced to death for 1st degree homicide. The murder had happened in a highly sensitive location—a hospital—witnessed by countless doctors and patients, which made the crime especially serious.He requested to see me before his execution, so I went to the detention center where the lethal injection would be administered.Nearly two years had passed since the surgery, and seeing him again felt surreal.I was holding a baby girl—Ava's child.The little girl was seventeen months old. She was adorable—slightly small for her age but healthy and bright, already babbling her first words.David was in handcuffs and leg irons. When he saw the baby, his face filled with hatred."Why did you bring her?" he asked."To see her father," I answered seriously."Layla, did you come to mock me?" David's eyes reddened—always a sign of his anger."No. She's your daughter. Your biological daughter."David froze, looking at me in confusion. "What do
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