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The moment the newborn was handed to her, the husband stormed into the hospital room, stared at the baby’s unusually white skin, and sneered, “Why is she White? You really think I’ll believe she’s mine?” He demanded an immediate divorce before the doctor could explain the baby’s rare pigmentation condition. She signed the papers without begging. Three weeks later, the DNA test proved he was indeed the father-and the final divorce decree revealed that by walking away, he had just legally forfeited…

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slowly over to the bassinet where Zuri lay cooing, her beautiful, pale eyes tracking the movement of a silver mobile. I leaned down and pressed a long, tender kiss to her warm forehead, breathing in the sweet, milky scent of her skin.

“He threatened to put her in the system, Naomi,” I whispered, the maternal, protective rage burning white-hot in my continue reading …

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