Elias's POVI sat in the rocking chair with Benny resting against my chest, one arm supporting his small body while my other hand moved gently over his back. The chair rocked slowly beneath me as I hummed a lullaby, keeping my voice low enough that it blended with the creaking of the chair.Everyone was in the parlor, yet nobody seemed interested in speaking.Theodore sat across from me, his eyes fixed on my face as though he was trying to understand what was happening inside my head. Emily sat quietly on the sofa, her attention moving between me and the baby, while Mia had barely moved since I started rocking Benny. Even Damien, who had spent most of the evening looking like he wanted to argue with every decision I made, remained unusually quiet.I didn't blame them. I had just lost a child, and I should have been crying or shouting, but I did neither.I simply sat there, singing to my child as though nothing had happened.Benny's movements gradually slowed beneath my hand, and his b
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