GoodReadHer own offspring had never been granted the opportunity to emit its first wail.
"Quinn, have you returned?" A nanny spotted Quinn, her voice laced with warmth as she welcomed her.
Quinn's gaze shifted from the infant, acknowledging the nanny with a slight nod.
The nanny continued, "Then Alexander must have returned as well. You ought to visit Quinn more frequently.
She's been in a state of despair recently, barely consuming any food or drink, and she's shed a significant
amount of weight." Quinn offered no response, instead rising from the swing and making her way towards the
stroller.
As she neared, the infant began to wave his tiny arms about, reaching out for something with evident
excitement.
The nanny's voice held a hint of joy as she said, "Quinn, it appears little Alexander is reaching out for you."
Quinn paused, then lifted her gaze to meet the nanny's.
The nanny suggested, "Little Alexander begins to wail the moment he stirs from his slumber, and nothing seems
to pacify him. Perhaps you could give it a try?"
A flicker of emotion crossed Quinn's face. She'd laid eyes on the child multiple times but had never made
physical contact, never having been afforded the opportunity.
Each tshe attempted to draw near, she was rebuffed by either Freya or Kaitlyn.
Her gaze fell to the baby's plump cheeks and inflamed, tear-filled eyes, and her thoughts returned to her own
child.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHesitantly, Quinn extended her hand, her fingertip lightly grazing the baby's cheek.
The sensation of softness, akin to cotton, traveled up her finger as the child's hand closed around hers. In that
moment, Quinn could no longer suppress the cracks in her heart. They splintered further, revealing a raw and
bleeding emotional turmoil.
The infant clutched her finger and promptly brought it to his mouth. With his toothless little jaws, he suckled on
her finger, emitting soft cooing and gurgling sounds.
Quinn found herself unable to resist squatting down to observe the little one more closely.
As the infant's cries began to fade, he maintained a firm grip on her finger. Quinn hadn't cleansed her hands,
which meant she was compelled to extricate her finger from his mouth.
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However, as soon as she had done so, the child erupted into a fresh bout of wailing.
Left with no alternative, Quinn offered her finger once more, successfully silencing the baby as he once again
drew it into his mouth.
The nanny chuckled, "Indeed, Quinn has a magical touch. She's far more adept at this than any of us."
"Quinn, why don't you hold him for a while? If you could lull him to sleep, we'd all be able to enjoy a brief
respite," the nanny suggested earnestly. It was evident that the past few days had taken a toll on them, and they
were eager to delegate the responsibility to someone else.
Quinn hesitated. Faced with such a diminutive child, she was apprehensive about holding him.
However, without further delay, the nanny scooped up little Harold and handed him to Quinn, who appeared
utterly uncertain about how to handle the infant.
After a moment's hesitation, Quinn carefully cradled the child in her arms. It was the first tshe'd observed
him so closely-a newborn life, as pure as an untouched canvas, and fragile.
She found it impossible to associate the little one's face with either Freya or Walter.
As she gently held the baby still, not daring to move, the sight of the little one's flawless face tugged at her
heartstrings, stirring a dull ache within.
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They would be expressing joy and sorrow just like this baby.
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perceived the child in a new light. The
image of her own children's
desperate little faces surfaced in her
mind as she watched the baby cry.
Her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
A powerful, eerie urge tempted her to release her hold.
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Alarmed, they exchanged a glance and moved in to retrieve the baby.
But before their hands could make contact with the child, Quinn took a step back. =
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