A Spaniard boy by the name of Rain comes to the city of New York where he finds someone who impacts his life for better and for worse. While he changes mentally and physically, he strives to rise above the conflict that comes his way heavily. He fin...
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I have never seen that many notifications ever and that's all from this book, run it up then! 😭😭
▸▸ At The Hospital... ↳ April 4, 2026 ⓺﹕⓹⓸ am
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I watched as they numbed Élie up as he breathed with tears trickling down his face. I smoothed his hair back as I held his hand in mine whispering to him.
"It's time baby, we about to see our little girl. I love you so much—thank you for carrying out child." I kissed off his tears as he smiled at me as the doctor started the surgery.
It was a long time it felt like until we heard that loud screeching cry and I saw her being lifted up. Just hollering with all that nasty gunk on her but I payed it no mind. My babygirl was here and she was healthy screaming her little heart out.
I cut her umbilical cord as I looked back at Élie. He had a loopy smile but he looked relieved. One of the nurses cleaned her up a bit and allowed me to hold her and man am I scared as fuck.
She's so tiny, yet she had the cutest little puffy cheeks. Tiny little coos came out her mouth as she sighed a bit before settling against me. I looked down at Élie with a bright smile as he laughed at me a little before waving his hand towards him.
I bent down carefully so he could see her and he broke down crying even more. He rubbed her small hand with his finger as she gripped it in hers.
I admired her face as it's just how I imagined. Élie was right though. She was the perfect mix of us—had his lips and my facial structure just a little bit. Those slanted eyes that have yet to peek open and show me those pretty orbs.
I know they're beautiful, just like her.
Kinsley Anne Canuo, my girl.
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I sat with my head against the window as I watched Élie sleep off his anesthesia. I couldn't even express how grateful I am for him and the fact he has to put up with me.
