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Sterling Dreams
Prologue
She had a heart-shaped face with pale round cheeks, pink pouting lips, a cute button nose, and almond shaped eyes of a brilliant green. A full head of mousy brown hair that was quite neat compared to my own, but messy in its own right. Soft pale flesh that was made up of chubby limbs. She was perfect.
My daughter truly was perfect. I had been worried before, but when she was born I knew it to be true. Perfect.
And mine.
The words filled me with a sense of dread. She couldn't be known at that moment. I had already hidden the fact that I had been carrying her due to this danger.
That and I had been overprotective with my secret. So much so that I had been outright vicious. She was mine and I didn't want anyone near her. It didn't matter about trust and loyalty. The mere thought of anything possibly happening to her sent me into terror. I couldn't risk it; didn't want to risk it.
A part of me knew I couldn't keep her a secret forever. It wasn't a possibility. Somehow, someway, someone would find out. I just had to reveal her on my own terms. Whatever those terms may be.
The problem was that I wasn't sure what those terms may be. I wasn't sure of anything. I just had to do it and that would be that.
Excluding the consequences of my actions. I expected them. The problem was that I partly didn't care.
I expect that I should.
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