holding true daughter
Finally, the father held his true daughter for the first time. Tears welled up in his eyes as he cradled her tiny body.
‘Hello, sweetheart,’ he whispered, his voice cracking. He felt a mix of sorrow for the weeks they had lost and relief that he was holding his real daughter.
His wife gathered close, hugging him tightly. Despite the overwhelming emotion, there was a glimmer of hope.