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Don’t cry, Damian

“Please,” I said, holding my arms out toward the baby Connor placed him in ht in one’s arms? I looked down into the newborn’s eyes, and I felt a wave of protection wrap around uy for the rest of my life “Welcome home, Grant Damian,” I whispered “Welcome home”

I stayed with Connor and Aaliyah, helping the, I kneas tiet back to work “Thanks again for letting me crash”

“Thanks again for being there for us e needed you the ht, and Aaliyah did the same I kissed Grant’s forehead and promised to see him sooner than later Then I headed to the airport with Milo and got on a plane to return to my own reality

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Stella

One Saturday afternoon, I was surprised by a visitor I didn’t expect at all

“Aaliyah, what are you doing here?” I asked as she stood on oodness! Your baby!” I swooned, looking into the car seat she was carrying My heart burst into emotions as I looked down at the beautiful baby before me

“Just over six weeks old now Can we come in?” she asked

“Of course, co for her to enter the space

I closed the door behindrooosh, letover to the kitchen I washed lass of water, and then went back to the living room

“Here you go,” I said, handing her the water I sat beside her as she placed the glass on the table, then she began unbuckling her bundle of joy from the car seat She lifted him up from the seat and then placed hi overwhelnant, all the emotions hit me that much harder

“He really is so else Grant Damian Roe,” she said “My sun and moon”

I knew his first naure to Aaliyah as she grew up But they gave hi as little Grant wrapped his hand around my thumb

“You miss him,” Aaliyah mentioned