The General's Replacement Doctor Wife
She swallowed the lump in her throat, then continued, “What we have is different. It’s something we chose. Maybe in another universe, I really was your daughter.”
He lifted a hand, brushing away the telltale wetness at the corner of his eyes. “You know, you really remind me of someone. He said the same exact thing to me after he saved my life.”
“He must be a good friend,” Olivia remarked, noticing the warmth that crept into his expression.
“He is.”
“Now I kind of want to meet him.”
“You’d like him,” Dr. Wilson said with complete confidence. “If he were here, I think the two of you would get along a little too well. You’re like two peas in a pod.”
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