The room was cold. Not from the air conditioner’s icy breath, but from the glass wall that separated Evalina from something she should have been able to hold—her daughter.In front of the NICU, Evalina sat in a wheelchair. Her body was still weak from surgery, but her eyes remained fixed on a single small incubator in the corner. Inside, a tiny baby wrapped in wires, tubes, and a breathing device fought to stay alive.“She’s... so small…” Evalina whispered, her voice barely audible.Hunter stood beside her, one hand resting on Evalina’s shoulder, the other brushing at his eyes. He had never felt so helpless—yet so full of love.“Her skin… it’s still translucent…” Evalina murmured. “Do you think she feels pain, Hunter?”Hunter swallowed hard, choking back the swell of emotion in his throat. “She’s strong, Evalina. Just like you.”Tears pooled in Evalina’s eyes. “But what if she’s not strong enough? What if her body’s too fragile? This is all my fault… I was too stressed, I—”Hunter imm
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