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I sank into a chair, my head spinning. “But how…?”
“You must carry the gene too,” Elena explained.
“Both parents can carry it without knowing, and then…” She gestured to our baby.
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Our little girl was now sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the turmoil around her.
I stared at the child. The birthmark was undeniable proof, but my brain was having trouble catching up.
“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you,” Elena said, tears streaming down her face. “I was scared, and then as time passed, it seemed less and less important. I never imagined this would actually happen.”
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