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The Unfolding
Arden's POV I bathed Charl while Miranda showered so that she could go out and take my son with her for the day. I smile at him while he laughs. I tickle him, he is my only child and I will make the most of my time with him. I don't know what the future holds for us, because Charl deserves his mother and I don't want to be taking him away from Lucinda if she does get better. I pick him up from the bed and I placed a kiss on his cheek, his hand in his mouth again and I removed it. "I'm ready," Miranda said as she stood in my bedroom doorway. She was dressed in a green and white floral sundress. Her hair loose. "I just love the bond that you both have. I wish dad was more like that with us," she said as she moved closer. "Its far too late for wishful thinking," I replied to her and she
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