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The birth of a new life.

A child that is the product of two people's love

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A child that is the product of two people's love.

















































































































“ 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲… 𝗝𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲。
𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀❟ 𝗚𝗼𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀。 ”



     𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, the god had been gracious.
God was kind to me.

     He was kind enough to let me live, instead of dying alongside my mother— my mother died after giving birth to me.

     Auntie said that mommy was overjoyed to have me, but it didn't last when she was at the brink of death.


Penelope had either loathed her daughter as she was the cause of her death.

𝓞𝓻

Was happy to have the young infant alive rather than the child taking her place and dying instead.


     But considering the woman's personality, one would know how she had actually felt, during her dying breath.





















































































































































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