Bel stood outside Emma's mother's house, hesitating. He stared at his newborn daughter. She had Emma's auburn brown hair and his eyes. He had never seen anything more beautiful, besides Emma perhaps, and he would be hard pressed to pick between them, his two beautiful girls. He wanted to hold the child just a moment more before...
"Oh! I didn't know you were here!" Emma's mother called, walking around from the back of the house. She had just been on her way to check the mail. Bel met her eyes and she knew, in that uncanny way that mothers do, that something had happened to Emma. With a hand to her chest she gripped the side of the house.
"What happened to my baby, Bel? Where's Emma?"
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Emma tried to ignore the panic building in her chest as her lady in wa
