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Fractures that can't heal
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Antonia sat motionless between them, her broken arm cradled tightly against her chest in its sling, her other hand gently stroking her sons’ tiny fingers.Her eyes were red, her soul exhausted, but she hadn’t slept.She couldn't.Not while her babies lay there so still.Alessandro stood by the door, silent, a shattered man trapped between guilt and helplessness.He hadn't left the hospital for hours.He wouldn't leave.Not until he knew they were okay.Suddenly, a soft, scratchy voice broke through the heavy silence."Mommy..."Antonia gasped sharply, her head snapping toward Matteo’s bed.Matteo’s eyelids fluttered open, his gaze dazed and unfocused at first before it landed on her."Mommy," he whispered again, stronger this time, his small hand reaching weakly toward her.A sob ripped from Antonia’s chest as she scrambled to his side, dropping to her knees beside the bed, ignoring the sharp pain that lanced through her broken arm."I'm here, baby. Mommy’s here," she cried, pressing
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