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My baby.

“Ana, don’t go out there, please.” Sophie starts to cry and something inside my soul shatters.

“I’ll go,” I say, getting to my feet.

“I said I’m fine,” Sophie insists.

“Sophie, come here.” Darragh sits up and leans against the wall.

My niece hands the baby back to Ana and kneels in front of her father with a sliced-up sleeve and sewed-up wound, neatly bandaged.

If anyone will know if she truly is fine, it’s him.

Not medically, just by being her father.

I royally fucked up in so many ways I can’t count anymore, but I’m still a doctor.

A fresh scent of flowers hits me, and I’m woken up to the woman I hurt standing next to me.

Holding my son.

I breathe her in and say, “Ana, can I hold my son?”

“You wanted to give him up,” she whispers through gritted teeth.

“Considering where we were and how we were living it was the best thing for him.”

“The best thing for a baby is being with his mother.” She rocks him against her breast.

I truly wasn’t sure she wanted the baby. We were both so fucked in the head.

Clearly, she did a one-eighty.

Glancing down at my brother, I snicker, seeing the reason laid out before me.

Father of the fucking year…

Sure, one month with him and he changed her mind.

Changed everything about her. She looks amazing. Healthy. Glowing. No, he didn’t change her. This is who she was when I started hanging out with her. That mess in the courthouse was the woman I created.

Darragh brought Anastasia back to life.

“I know this may be a little late, but I’m sorry.” My voice cracks because my apology is real. “I’ve never been sorry for anything. But this, what I did to you…”

“Is unforgivable,” Ana mutters.

Darragh succeeded in leaving our crime-family roots behind. What he never knew about me was, I didn’t. I couldn’t.

Maybe it was getting married and having Sophie that really changed him.

I followed him to undergrad and medical school because he was my best friend. Kieran, Riordan, and Lachlan were so much older than us. We meant nothing to them.

Only Shea-Lynne, our older sister, paid attention to us.

I never felt pure like Darragh. A few years into my residency I knew I wasn’t cut out to live such an innocent life.

Funny how no one blinked an eye at my older brothers following in our da’s footsteps to become murderers, yet when I stepped out of line, I was made out to be evil.

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