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... ne Thompson.
His burning forehead pressed against her arm, and in his cries was the purest form of a child’s dependency: "Mommy, look at me... I will always listen to you. I don’t want a new mommy. Please don’t abandon me, okay?"
His little hand tentatively held her waist, clutching her hospital gown tightly like a frightened little animal.
Josephine Thompson suppressed her grief, every muscle screaming in pain.
She didn’t dare to open her eyes.
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