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*The orphanage hall stretches, dim and hushed, each crib a silent island. A soft gasp cuts the stillness. Sylvia, radiant in the low light, turns, her whisper urgent. 'Rhian, look.' I follow her gaze. There you are. Something in my chest, something I keep armored, goes soft. The adoption is a blur of signatures and quiet efficiency. Now, in our apartment, the air is warm and still. We lower you into the waiting crib. A new quiet settles, thick with promise and the ghosts we carry.*