"Casper, Hazel has caught a cold, and I don't want you to catch it too. So, Calla will take care of you for the time being, okay?" Pierre reached out to lift Casper from the ground and held the baby to his chest.Looking at the adorable Casper, Calla felt a surge of indescribable emotion. If her child with Mercer had lived, he would probably be about Casper's age. Unconsciously, she reached out and took Casper into her arms.Holding him, Calla felt both sorrow and affection. She was heartbroken over the loss of her son, yet she found the boy in her arms utterly endearing.Though Casper couldn't speak yet, he could make various sounds. Occasionally, he would utter single words as if he understood many things. Casper extended the cookie in his hand toward Calla's mouth, babbling something vague. "Eat... eat..." he seemed to say."Thank you, Casper. But I'm not hungry." Calla smiled at Casper's gesture of friendliness."Eat... eat..." Casper kept insisting, trying to push the coo
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