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avior out of my mind, focusing a

heir diapers. Nurse Miller was patient, her presence

e ward door opened a

g a hospital bed that looked far mor

was wrong with me or the babies, that we

I couldn't understand, a mixture of joy and heartach

us, "Why? Is my ch

the children are fine. It's just that this environme

private room." Keenan never gave me extra money. My credit ca

softer. "Don't worry about the cost. Everything has been arranged.

sy, but his demeanor le

with curiosity, whispering among themse

le another carefully lifted my babies and placed the

he mattress was incredibly soft,

n, we left t

loors. Instead, we took a private ele

, stopping at the top floor. W

loor of a five-star hotel. Thick carpets muffled our footsteps, art hung

idor was

at the end of the hall and

oom, and a fully equipped kitchenette. A huge floor-to-ceil

, making the entire

previous bed, which didn't

speak, just staring a

ibs that were already set up in the bedroom, t

nd I remained

s trembling. "Doctor... what is a

a little red. He took an envelope f

ld, you deserve all of this, and so mu

"DNA Test Report" were printed on it.

gaze, which was full of

longer suppress. "Before you open it, I want you to be prep

we've been looking f

n't process the weight of h

ing the manila envelope. It felt

ated the word, a forei

g a respectful but close distance. His voice

ry that had been burie