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“They thought I was avoiding her, whispering that I didn’t want my own baby. The…

“They thought I was avoiding her, whispering that I didn’t want my own baby. Their words pushed me to rise and place my hand gently on her face. Out in the world, strangers’ stares can feel unbearable, as though they see her as something strange. All I wish is that they could see what I see—a little girl full of beauty.”
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