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... making her giggle. At eight months, she’s already growing so fast, her blue eyes—so much like her father’s—sparkling with joy. The sound of her laughter fills the room, and I can’t help but smile, my heart melting at how perfect she is.
"Aren’t you the cutest little angel," I murmur, watching her face light up with another round of giggles. Her small hands grab at my fingers, and I laugh softly, feeling that rush of overwhelming love that only a parent can know.
I cradle her in m ...
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