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I stay calm.
On the outside.
On the inside, my world has just shattered.
He really is perfect.
Perfectly proportioned.
Pleasing to the eye.
A fine specimen of an infant.
"Here's your mommy little one," I whisper to the boy as I gently transfer him into Bella's eager arms.
I stand back as she brings him to her breast and he easily latches on.
She'll be a fantastic mother.
"I'm going to make the calls," I whisper as I kiss her gently on the lips.
As I walk out the door, a tear escapes.
*hands theonlykyla a tissue* it'll be okay darlin...
