“Sign the Shares First,” My Parents Ordered While I Held My Newborn—Then My Son’s Father Opened the Hospital Door – Welcome

were eight.”

I sat beside him.

Noah quickly wiped his face.

“Nobody at school was planning anything. Everyone kept saying they wanted to see him before he left, but nobody actually organized something.”

“So you did.”

He nodded.

“Are you mad?”

“Yes.”

His eyes dropped.

“But I’m trying very hard not to be only mad.”

He looked back at me.

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