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personified.  I  couldn't  believe  I  wasn't





                  there for her in her first weeks, and so I





                  swore  that  I'd  be  there  for  her  every





                  single day from that moment on, and as if





                  she  understood  me,  she  giggled  and





                  reached out for me.





                             “She’s  perfect.”  Tears  blurred  my





                  vision when I looked at Cohen. He kissed






                  us both on the forehead. “You both are.”
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