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“Mom?” His voice was tight. “You need to come here. Right now.”
I rushed to his room.
And froze.
Two newborn babies lay in his arms, wrapped in hospital blankets, fragile and blinking at the world.
“Josh…” I whispered. “What is this?”
“I couldn’t leave them,” he said.
The story spilled out.
At the hospital, he had seen Derek—angry, storming out of the maternity continue reading …
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