The hospital room was filled with the steady hum of machines as Emma lay recovering from the exhaustion of an early birth. Her baby had arrived far too soon and was immediately rushed to the NICU for care. Too weak to move, Emma could only listen to her husband’s daily visits and updates. Each time, he would take her hand and say with a reassuring smile, “She’s perfect. Our little miracle is so strong.” His
words painted vivid pictures in Emma’s mind — tiny fingers curling around his hand, soft hair brushing against her husband’s palm — and though she ached to see her child, she trusted his comforting descriptions.
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