The mewling cries of her baby quieted at nearly the moment she
clutched her newborn child to her chest.
Her heart melted as her
stomach dropped, looking over her perfect little girl.
She
could hear his ominous words replaying in her mind:
“It
had better be a boy.”
There is only one thing I can do,
Decima thought, cradling her
baby close. I have to run.
((Decima
is Callista's mother))
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