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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...