For a moment, Dominic forgot how to breathe.The little boy stood in the doorway holding Lena's hand, his dark hair falling across his forehead in a way that made him look painfully familiar. He had Dominic's eyes, the same deep gray that turned almost silver in certain light, and the same small crease between his eyebrows when he tried to understand something that frightened him.He was perhaps six years old.Young enough to still believe that adults could fix anything.Old enough, apparently, to remember a promise his father had never made.Dominic stared at him, unable to reconcile the child in front of him with the words that had just left his mouth."Daddy, you promised you wouldn't let me be born."Hope's fingers tightened around Rei's hand.Rei could feel her daughter's fear traveling through their joined fingers, but she could also feel something else beneath it. Recognition, perhaps. Not the kind that came from remembering a face, but the unsettling awareness of encountering
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