Raised as a weapon, Natasha Romanoff never knew what normal felt like. No matter how much she changed after leaving the Red Room, one curse lingered-a reminder that made her feel small and incomplete. But the universe, in an act of mercy, gave her a chance to start over. A child. And for the first time, Natasha no longer felt insignificant. In her child's laughter and presence, she found purpose-and a reason to finally believe she was more than what she was made to be. (A/n: English is not my first language)