Lia woke to the sound of crying.Not her own. A baby's cry. Tiny, insistent, perfect.Her eyes opened. Hospital room. Bright lights. And Caspian, sitting in a chair beside her bed, holding a small bundle wrapped in pink."You're awake," he said, his voice rough with emotion."The baby..." Lia tried to sit up. Pain shot through her abdomen."Easy. You had a C-section. Major surgery." Caspian stood, brought the bundle closer. "But she's perfect. Seven pounds, four ounces. Healthy lungs, all ten fingers and toes."Lia's vision blurred with tears. "Can I hold her?""Of course." He carefully transferred their daughter into Lia's arms.She was beautiful. Tiny pink face, dark hair, eyes squeezed shut as she cried. Lia touched her cheek and the crying stopped. The baby's eyes opened, unfocused but searching."Hi," Lia whispered. "Hi, sweet girl. I'm your mama.""Elena," Caspian said. "If you still like that name.""Elena Rose Nero." Lia kissed her daughter's forehead. "It's perfect. She's per
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