Chapter 15: A New Dawn
The evening sun cast long, golden rays across the private recovery room at St. Jude’s Memorial Hospital, bathing the space in a warm, peaceful glow. Clara sat propped up in bed, color slowly returning to her cheeks, cradling a tiny, bundled bundle against her chest. The infant was sleeping peacefully, her minuscule fingers curled into soft fists against her blanket.
Julian stood beside the bed, one hand resting gently on Clara’s shoulder while the other lightly brushed his daughter’s soft, dark hair. The nightmare of the past forty-eight days—and the crushing weight of the Sterling family empire—felt distant, like a storm raging on a different continent.
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