Sophia's POVThe Morgan Holdings hall was full.It wasn't the biggest event I had ever organized, but it was, by far, the most important. Pink and white balloons hung from the ceiling, mixed with gold ribbons. A long table displayed appetizers and sweets. In the center, a two-tier cake – one tier with the company logo, the other with a miniature teddy bear.Two years of work. Two years of tears, of falls, of fresh starts. And there I was, standing beside the stage, Ingrid in my lap, the light blue dress falling over my shoulders."Nervous?" Michael asked beside me, his warm hand on my back."A little.""You're going to crush it. You always do."I looked at him. His eyes were fixed on me, full of a certainty I didn't know I needed to see."Thank you," I whispered."You don't need to thank me. It's the truth."I bit my lip to keep from crying before the speech.The room was full of familiar faces. Emma and Patrick, holding hands, Lizzie sitting on her father's shoulders. Mark, my right-h
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