Daddy, I found you a wife.
"Holy crap, kid. You just... talked."
Angel pulled back, signed fast, ‘Vee’s the best,’ then buried her face in my shoulder again.
The session blurred after that, more play, soft questions, Angel signing freer than ever. When the timer buzzed, Dr. Reyes pulled me aside while Angel colored.
"This is huge," She whispered. "Whatever you're doing, keep it. She's attaching. Healing. But the threats... we need to report."
I nodded numbly. "Leonard, I mean Mr. Armani, he's handling it."
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